And I Thought Yesterday was Long

Today was amazingly even crazier day than yesterday. It began similar to any other, with Josh and I dropping Danny off to school. Afterwards, I met Monika at the clubhouse to discuss our room mother responsibilities for the Halloween and Thanksgiving Parties. As she is from Germany and these are mostly American holidays (apparently Halloween is celebrated in other countries, but not where Monika is from in Germany), I explained how our family celebrates these two holidays. We were able to decide on the treats and crafts for the kids and overall we accomplished a lot. I got home and got Josh his lunch and down for his nap. It seemed like I blinked, and I was out the door again to watch Danny swim and then bring him home.


By the time dinner was over and the boys were in bed, I was exhausted. I decided to not go to bed directly, and instead do some stretching. I was just about finished when my cell phone beeped, meaning I got a text message. It was from Maria, our friend's daughter. She had hurt her wrist playing volleyball. I consulted Dustin and we decided I better take her to the emergency room to have an x-ray done. So at 8:30, after summoning Tom to our house, I headed over to pick up Maria. We made good time to the ER and waited to see a doctor. They this time wanted a letter from Maria's parents that I was indeed the caregiver. We quickly got a hold of Maria's mom in the States (her father was in the middle of a meeting in France) and she was able to fax us a note fairly quickly. They x-rayed Maria's arm, and by 10 it was decided that it was not broken, just badly sprained. They gave Maria a half cast and wrapped up her arm and gave her a sling to wear. We headed back home and I arrived back to my house around midnight.

Whew, more of a day than I expected, but glad I was able to help out. You realize how much a child needs you at the age that the boys are at, but I failed to realize that at Maria's age they need that guidance and support just as much.