What a night. I spent 2 hours at Urgent Care because Luke fell off the monkey bars. He said it really really hurt. All it was is the wind was knocked out of him, and I KNEW that, but I kept thinking, "what if I am wrong? What if he has a punctured lung, or a cracked vertebrae?" Of course he did not. And all Abbe did the whole time is complain because she was bored and hungry. And then the Vikes lost. And, I just feel like Eyeore. I've got a little rain cloud hovering over my head. I guess that means I should get to bed. Oh, and this is the second Monday in a row I have spent my evening at Urgent Care. Last week it was for Abbe who fell off a skateboard and landed on her hand. Again, my mom instinct said it was fine, but she complained loudly, so against my better judgment I went. I know being sure your child is not seriously injured is not exactly a waste of time, but when a person has as busy a life as I do, it sure does feel like it. Good night.
Harrumph.
Tonja
2 comments:
OH my goodness. Those little Darlings have been hurt. AND it was not a waste of time for you to take them to the doctor. You probably would not have slept well all night not knowing if they were ok. I feel like I dont know anything about your family any more :( :( :(
I love you all
Mom
As for the Vikings.. There are more games, and afterall it IS just a game. It looks like our boy Brett may be having to sit in the shame corner. tsk tsk tsk
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