There is a book written by George Durrant (one of my favorite people of all time!) that I love. It is called, My Best Day So Far. He talks about how he made up his mind to make each day his best day so far no matter what happened. That book has inspired me for over 20 years.
Yesterday about half way through the day I was talking to John and I told him that I was really trying to make it my best day so far, but someone was seriously working against me. And that was only half way through the day! I kept trying, I really did!
The events of yesterday really started out last Tuesday evening when my brother and his kids were over helping us get our yard ready for Marsha Dunn Klein's visit and helping to tile our guest house. At the end of the evening the kids were all taking turns on our Zip line. It was Jacob's turn and he called John over and made sure everyone was watching. Then he took off. The only problem was that right after he took off, his hands slipped off and he fell many feet to the ground. He has ridden the zip line many times over the years with no falls, but Tuesday with everyone watching was different. His side and wrist were hurting him, but it was not really that swollen or bruised, so I did what any "good" mother would do. I gave him some Ibuprofen and sent him to bed. Yeah! Wed. he was still hurting so I had him use the sling we had from when William broke his wrist and sent him off to school.
By Thursday he was still in a lot of pain and since we were leaving that evening to go out of town, I decided I would take him to urgent care and get an x-ray, just to make sure it wasn't broken. I had my dermatology appointment that morning so I just took him with me and then went to the urgent care center closest to where we were. (Now of course this was not the closest one to our home which is an important piece of this story as you will see later.)
They took the x-ray and told us that it was not broken and that the bone looked very good, but that they would call us once the radiologist looked at it so that they could tell us what his official report was. No problem. We left, relieved that it was not broken and ready to head home and prepare for our trip.
About 10 minutes after walking in the door, just enough time for me to say good-bye to our respite worker who had been caring for Bryce and Annalise while we were out, the phone rang. It was the man from urgent care. I was all ready to hear the report from the radiologist that Jacob's hand was fine. So when he said that there was indeed a fracture in Jacob's wrist and that we needed to go back to urgent care to pick up the x-rays and take them and Jacob to an orthopedic specialist to have his arm set, I had a hard time understanding what he was saying. He repeated himself again. I said okay, got off the phone and thought, okay, what am I supposed to do now. We are leaving in just a few hours, we are not packed, there are dirty dishes in the sink, urgent care is a 20 minute drive away (would have been smart to go to the one near our house, huh?!), and how am I going to find an orthopedic specialist that will let us come in right now and get Jacob's arm casted. So I called John and told him what was going on. While I was talking to John, the man from urgent care called back and said that if we weren't able to get him in to have his arm set that day, to just go back to urgent care and they would give him a splint to hold it until someone could cast it.
Okay, so with the help of our pediatricians office I got the name of some doctors to call. Ended up with the group at Phoenix Children's Hospital Mesa campus. The lady I spoke to there looked at Jacob's information on the computer and saw that he was scheduled for surgery Tuesday morning and said that they could just cast it that morning before his surgery. They would need to wait for the swelling to go down before casting it anyway. Excellent. Only one trip to Phoenix! At the time, I didn't know what time Jacob's surgery was scheduled so when she said, while looking at the computer, " let's have him come in at 10;15. That will give us plenty of time before his surgery", I believed her.
First mistake, but I was relieved that we could just go back to the urgent care center, get the x-rays and an arm brace, rush home, pack and head out of town!
...to be continued...
Yesterday about half way through the day I was talking to John and I told him that I was really trying to make it my best day so far, but someone was seriously working against me. And that was only half way through the day! I kept trying, I really did!
The events of yesterday really started out last Tuesday evening when my brother and his kids were over helping us get our yard ready for Marsha Dunn Klein's visit and helping to tile our guest house. At the end of the evening the kids were all taking turns on our Zip line. It was Jacob's turn and he called John over and made sure everyone was watching. Then he took off. The only problem was that right after he took off, his hands slipped off and he fell many feet to the ground. He has ridden the zip line many times over the years with no falls, but Tuesday with everyone watching was different. His side and wrist were hurting him, but it was not really that swollen or bruised, so I did what any "good" mother would do. I gave him some Ibuprofen and sent him to bed. Yeah! Wed. he was still hurting so I had him use the sling we had from when William broke his wrist and sent him off to school.
By Thursday he was still in a lot of pain and since we were leaving that evening to go out of town, I decided I would take him to urgent care and get an x-ray, just to make sure it wasn't broken. I had my dermatology appointment that morning so I just took him with me and then went to the urgent care center closest to where we were. (Now of course this was not the closest one to our home which is an important piece of this story as you will see later.)
They took the x-ray and told us that it was not broken and that the bone looked very good, but that they would call us once the radiologist looked at it so that they could tell us what his official report was. No problem. We left, relieved that it was not broken and ready to head home and prepare for our trip.
About 10 minutes after walking in the door, just enough time for me to say good-bye to our respite worker who had been caring for Bryce and Annalise while we were out, the phone rang. It was the man from urgent care. I was all ready to hear the report from the radiologist that Jacob's hand was fine. So when he said that there was indeed a fracture in Jacob's wrist and that we needed to go back to urgent care to pick up the x-rays and take them and Jacob to an orthopedic specialist to have his arm set, I had a hard time understanding what he was saying. He repeated himself again. I said okay, got off the phone and thought, okay, what am I supposed to do now. We are leaving in just a few hours, we are not packed, there are dirty dishes in the sink, urgent care is a 20 minute drive away (would have been smart to go to the one near our house, huh?!), and how am I going to find an orthopedic specialist that will let us come in right now and get Jacob's arm casted. So I called John and told him what was going on. While I was talking to John, the man from urgent care called back and said that if we weren't able to get him in to have his arm set that day, to just go back to urgent care and they would give him a splint to hold it until someone could cast it.
Okay, so with the help of our pediatricians office I got the name of some doctors to call. Ended up with the group at Phoenix Children's Hospital Mesa campus. The lady I spoke to there looked at Jacob's information on the computer and saw that he was scheduled for surgery Tuesday morning and said that they could just cast it that morning before his surgery. They would need to wait for the swelling to go down before casting it anyway. Excellent. Only one trip to Phoenix! At the time, I didn't know what time Jacob's surgery was scheduled so when she said, while looking at the computer, " let's have him come in at 10;15. That will give us plenty of time before his surgery", I believed her.
First mistake, but I was relieved that we could just go back to the urgent care center, get the x-rays and an arm brace, rush home, pack and head out of town!
...to be continued...
