I knew I spoke too soon. Oh, how much has happened since we last met. Where, oh where, do I start?
Paige broke her foot last week. Oh, yes she did. We were visiting my grandmother as it was raining outside(so no swimming). Paige was bored. And that was probably because all the attention wasn't on her. She asked to go outside. I said no because she needs to learn how to sit and visit...especially with elderly. As soon as I got involved in a conversation with my grandmother and aunt...she and Makenna sneak outside. Not even 3 minutes later, Makenna is back in screaming that Sissy broke her foot. Apparently they decided to jump off of the porch. No reason. Just being kids. Remember I said it was raining? Uh huh..it was wet....and slippery. She landed wrong. I won't lie. I proceeded to fuss at her. She could move her toes and ankle so I asuumed it was a sprain. I bring her home, elevate it, give her Motrin and think it'll be ok in a day or two. She can't walk. I assume...again...she's in drama queen mode. Next day it's swollen and I get to thinking. Maybe...just maybe...it wouldn't hurt to take her in and get checked out by a professional who has attended school for such instances as this. I call and consult with her dad (have I mentioned he works for EMS?). He is of the mindset that it is sprained also. I agree but insist that I'm going to take her in to be seen...just for peace of mind. We go. X-ray is taken. She's got two broken bones on the top. Well, glory be. (insert two shocked faces here) We are headed to a specialist the next morning first thing because a bone is displaced. Oh, dear Lord. They have me prepared for sugery....6-8 weeks on crutches...and a totally altered summer way of living. This kid caught a break..no pun intended. We (and I saw we because I'm in this for the long haul) got the best deal going. She gets the cast for 4 weeks...no surgery....AND..get this!!..AND a WATER WALKING cast. Yes, you read it right! A walking cast that can go in water. Some new fangled NASA technology I'm sure but she can bathe AND swim in this bad boy. It cost extra since insurance doesn't have a price for a parent's peace of mind but I did not care. I told Mr. Cast Man to set it up right. So, she is now sporting a hot pink with a neon green barberpole stripe cast. And it is cool. She is independant again.
Want to hear the crap part of it? The girls were set to go with Dad and his family on vacation to lovely Hilton Head next week for the entire week. Don't let the name fool you. He wouldn't ever be able to go to a place like that if it wasn't for his mother-in-law having a time share there...free-loading jerk. ANYWAY, he has decided that Paige can't go. Why ever not? Because of medical reasons. I simply can't go into all the detail now because I will lose religion completely and starting spouting off names that I've promised not to say again. But that's ok...because he wants to take Makenna. Leave Paige but take Makenna. I don't think so. It's a all or nothing package deal. I won't have Paige suffer the break...the dissing of not getting to go on the trip AND her little sister coming back and talking of nothing but the good time she had. Just can't do it people. And I didn't make this decision hastily. I consulted with Paige's counsellor and a lawyer. I feel justified in making this decision. Now he has threatened to take me back to court. YES!!! Let's go, Man!!! I'll get the 3 years you owe in medical bills and a few other things you are in contempt of court over. ahhhhhh..don't let me fool you. I hate the thought of going back but if I gotta go...You can be dang sure there will be a nice tidy little row of ducks following behind me. I'm lining those babies up as we speak. I'll keep you posted as to what happens. I know a little bit of money surely would help out with school clothes real soon. hmmmmmmm.......
Fred's not coming home this weekend. I so hate that. Really really really hate that. He's staying to study for some of the Navy blah blah blah I've mentioned. Humph. I won't start on all of that because it just doesn't matter what I think. I might realize that sooner or later, but I doubt it. I just seriously can't imagine why everyone doesn't want to know what I think?? I may piss and moan but the man (that being my Fred) knows that I love him and have no intentions of stopping and that I will eventually get over it. All I gotta say is that if he goes to Italy on a tour...Mama better get a REAL nice goody box sent home.
I will try to post more regularly but I gotta catch a break around here! Paige broke her foot...Vitt stepped into a fire ant bed and got over 60 something bites on his foot. Come on people!! A friend of mine stated it so eloquently when we were speaking via yahoo the other night. She has 5 kids so we can relate somewhat. She said...the more kids you have, the more you up your chances of someone being sick or hurt. She's so smart. Her odds aren't so good right now..she's got 2 that are sick. Bless you Ms J!!
I am off to bed now. Paige and I are up and out early tomorrow morning. We're going to get her cast checked out because she has a soft spot on her heel and apparently that's not supposed to happen. She's already decided that if she gets a new cast...it's going to be black with a hot pink stripe. BTW..she's still doing really well. I thought this deal with her dad would send her over the edge but she's hanging in there. I took her face in my hands and looked her in the eye and told her...I would never EVER leave you behind. I promise. Do you believe me? She said yes ma'am. Times like this makes me wish I were a queen. I'd lock his sorry tail up in a dark dark dark dungeon on the back end of the country naked in the dead of winter. I really would.
Til we meet again.............