Another, when I was in first grade I was at a friends house playing and they had a large (Duh) St. Bernard and my friend was in the pool and as I was approaching the pool the dog attacked my......badly.
I was bleeding to death but I was in the right place because my friends parents were a trauma surgeon and the wife a nurse.
Well may parents were about 2 miles away with my siblings and other people that they could pack into the AMC Gremlin and all of a sudden my Mom told my Dad go back home something happened to Matthew.
Well when they all walked back into the house, the phone rang and the people told them that I had been mauled by the dog.
I ended up needing 650 stitches and 2 mote operations to remove scar tissue on my neck.
Talk about Mothers intuition.
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