Bump

Yesterday afternoon I got a call from the Irishman about thirty minutes before camp was over. He started with, “I don’t want you to panic.” Those are never good words to start with…

He’d gotten a call from the nurse at Caitlin’s day care saying that she’d fallen and hit her head. They thought we might want to take her to the doctor to have it checked out. Of course I was on the phone with him at 5:01….and the doctor’s office closes as 5:00. He picked me up from work and we rushed to pick her up.

We stopped first in the nurses office only to find out she’d gone back to her own classroom. She was thrilled to see us both there and didn’t seem bothered at all by the big bump on her head.  Her teacher felt terrible, but we know Caitlin plays rough – she fell and bumped her head off a toddler sized bookshelf. They said the swelling had gone down a lot after they put ice on it.

The Irishman really wanted to get it checked out anyway. We stopped at the first urgent care center only to find out that the doctor had to leave early so they were closing…right then. Not so impressive. They told us where to find another place that would be open until 8pm. After driving all over town and waiting about an hour and a half, we were given the all clear.

We hadn’t had dinner yet, so we picked up pizza on the way home. (A certain little girl we know loves pizza with black olives.)

As we left the doctor, the nurse handed Caitlin a little pink teddy bear wearing a t-shirt advertising the clinic. Caitlin LOVES this bear. She held onto her the whole time she ate her dinner last night, carried it up the stairs with her, slept with it last night, and held her tight as she ate her Corn Flakes this morning for breakfast.

Thankfully everything has turned out okay…and Caitlin made a new friend out of it all!

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In unrelated news, Happy ER Day to the Irishman! I can’t believe it has been 9 years…love you!