I officially give up, I surrender to whoever out there is trying to make me lose my mind over not being able to keep up with the craziness of life... is there such a person/being?My sweet girl broke her wrist yesterday. (sorry I don't have a picture yet of her cast, it was a looooooooong day) I had just returned from major errand running with the boys (our usual Thursday task) and we were about to settle down for some much needed lunch, Taco Bell if you must know. I know, I know, so incredibly bad for you, but the baby wanted it, me, not so much!!!!!! Then the phone rang, the school nurse who was obviously upset told me to come to school as quickly as I could because Zoe fell off the monkey bars and broke her arm. Do you know what I said, "are you serious?" What a doofus I am, like the nurse is going to prank call me or something? I don't know, I just couldn't believe it. So Taco Bell got thrown in the fridge (*sniff*) and the boys thrown back in the car, I did grab them some string cheeses, they had to eat something and we were off on a long, long, adventure.
We went to the branch Children's Hospital only to be sent to the main one in downtown Cincinnati and we finally got home around 10 hours later. A long day, an emotional day (I don't know how parents with really sick kids do it day in and day out... another post someday), a hard day, a day I am glad is over. Now on to healing, for all of us.
Incidentally, I just read an article on Yahoo news that ranked the nation's children's hospitals yesterday morning. Cincinnati was ranked third in the nation. I was excited about that, good to know but it didn't make me feel better about having to go there. I can honestly say, I don't want to go there again. No offense. Hospitals are stressful, sad places, no matter how high they are ranked.
Have a happy weekend everyone.
P.S. my Taco Bell is still in the fridge, do you think it is one big congealed grossness?