Friday, March 25, 2011

What I did today.

Well this day didn't end up like I thought it would, but that probably has something to do with finding my son on the ground in the middle of the cul-de-sac and the subsequent visit to the ER. And my lack of a shower until 4 pm.

I went to the gym as usual, thinking I'd have all afternoon to work. When I got home at 11:45, I ate a quick bite of lunch and was reading a few Facebook and Twitter posts when the neighbor's son came to the door. He's such a polite young man—he started to walk in, stopped and knocked, waited for me to wave him in, then stayed on the tile so he wouldn't get mud on my wood floors. I love this boy. When I started walking toward him he said very conversationally, "Um, I think Elijah broke his ankle."

I found him in the cul-de-sac where the boys had been playing basketball, in 2-point range, with another neighbor examining his ankle, and off we went to the ER. The neighbor tried to talk us into calling the rescue squad because we don't get enough excitement around here, but I declined.

(Long story mercifully shortened here . . .) It may be broken, or it may not. It may be just a bad sprain, and if it is broken, it's broken at the growth plate and can't be seen right now because of all the swelling. So he's in a hard splint and will be X-rayed again next week—the day before he's supposed to go to CFAW at Liberty. Is there ever a good time for this?

As we were driving to the hospital I said, "Aw, man, I should have grabbed my camera."

Man-boy was not amused. And when I tried to take a picture with my cell phone I was firmly rebuked. Some people have no sense of blog responsibility.

So we came home, I finally got my post-gym shower at 4 pm, and we ate guacamole for dinner. Because that makes everything better. It's the adult band-aid.

Be thankful ~


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