Oh and there were a few of you who got really bent out of shape over my comments in regards to waiting in doctor's offices. Yes, I understand that things happen and it's not always the doctor's fault. I absolutely know there are patients who hold things up with endless questions, tardiness and just overall stupidity. And true, I've never worked in a doctor's office and had I worked there at some point in my life, I might feel differently. Still, on the whole, most doctor's offices make most patients wait longer than necessary, in my opinion. You just don't see this in other businesses. It still ticks me off to no end.
Anyway, the nurse asked Lexi, "How did this happen." I quickly told Lexi, "Tell her the short version!" The doctor made the mistake of asking Lexi what happened yesterday. This was her answer to him....
"I was playing Indiana Jones with Clayton. I was on Jackson's bunk bed and I was throwing rocks down at Clayton, but they weren't really rocks. They were pillows. Then there were alligators on the floor and I got down off the bunk bed and I got died by the alligators. Then I had to go on the bed again. Then I was throwing blankets off the bed. Clayton was on the floor with the alligators. Then I came down again and I got eated up by alligators again so I had to go on the top of Jackson's bunk bed again. Then I was throwing rocks down, but they weren't really rocks. We were just pretending they were rocks. Then my head turned and I went, "Woah woah woah" and I fell off and my arm hit the window by the ladder and then I landed on my arm inside a weird way."
By the way, the last time they played "Indiana Jones", Clay got stuck beneath a boulder (garage door) and when Lexi tried to rescue him, she got smashed under the door necessitating a trip to the ER.
I spent a good part of the afternoon second guessing myself. Maybe I should have insisted the doctor set her arm in the office yesterday. Yes, it would have been painful, but then she wouldn't have gone through the whole anesthesia, IV, being groggy all afternoon ordeal. Then again, as my friends pointed out, I probably would've just second guessed that decision and wondered if it had been better if she'd been out for the procedure instead of dealing with all the pain.
You do your best, try to make good decisions, and attempt to teach your kids right from wrong, but there are no easy answers when it comes to parenting. Unless the kids come up to you and ask, "Hey Mom, can we play Indiana Jones?" Then the answer is a resounding, "NO!"
tired, but feeling better with her lighter, smaller, blue cast
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And you can still see the video from my JCP shopping spree with all the kids HERE.