Thursday, April 27, 2006

Super Glue and Band Aids

I swear when it rains it pours. On top of not getting enough done on Tues.. I spent the remainder of the evening in the ER. I think I have mentioned how I keep my grandson at night for my daughter while she works. Well now that I have moved I have been bringing him over to my house to sleep on the nights she works late. Most evenings she isn't off until 2 a.m. and I just can not keep my self awake that long. I don't want to wake up and have to go home that time of night and it is crazy for her to wake the baby up and take him home so he just stays over. Anyway my daughter dropped him off to me and no sooner had she left than he wanted to get down and play. I was trying my best to get the last of the stuff up I had sitting in the floor, but unknown to anyone something had broken and was just under the edge of the couch. I turned my back for one second to put a few things up higher when the grandson pulled up and started walking along the edge of the couch. Yep you guessed it. His foot found the broken glass. He started sreaming, and I grabbed him up to find blood gushing out of his heel. I ran for the bathroom sink and knew as soon as I saw his foot he would need stitches. I grabbed a clean cloth and took off down to my daughters to catch her before she left for work. His grandpa who lives next door heard him crying as we came up the stairs and the three of us took off to ER where we spent the next THREE hours waiting to be seen. Now tell me have you ever spent three hours with an eleven month old in your lap trying to keep pressure on a cut. Let me tell you it wasn't easy. Finally they took us back to a room and a DR. looked at his foot. She said it didn't need stitches after all. (I thought to myself well geeze I guess not, spider webs have formed on it now cause we have waited here all damn night). They cleaned his foot and used glue on it to seal the skin back together. Baby was fine, but I was upset. I felt so bad that he had been hurt at my house. I hate having everything out of place. It drives me completely nuts when things are not in balance in my life. There are just not enough hours in the day for me to get things done. I have only had one day off since the move, and I just can't seem to get organized. To top it off we are having our grand opening at the pet store I work at this weekend so we have been running around in circles there trying to get that in order. I'm tired, I'm irritable and I want NORMAL!!

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Blogger Mama Kelly said...

oh gosh how scary

my youngest once grabbed a razor i had laid out to do my legs and tried to "shave like daddy" before we knew what was what my bathroom looked like a murder scene

April 28, 2006 at 9:34 PM  
Blogger Leslie Shelor said...

You'll feel a whole lot better when you get things organized. We girls need our nests! Poor baby; glad it wasn't any worse!

May 1, 2006 at 4:57 AM  
Blogger Nancy said...

I think I am pretty much feeling the same way you are. Hang in there.

May 1, 2006 at 2:25 PM  

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