7/24/12, 5pm: Derek was at the hospital waiting for Joanne to get discharged. I got home from work an hour early to lay down before she got here. Literally 1 minute after I laid down I heard a wicked pain cry - Silas had tripped and hit his head, and next thing we knew a huge egg had appeared on his forehead. Julia comforted Zoe and I had Silas, and after a very scary back and forth with Derek and the clinic, we decided he didn't need to be seen in the ER. Derek came directly home from the hospital and wrapped his head up in the best ice pack ever (just one of the benefits of having an EMT for a daddy!).
Denny flew solo and brought Joanne here following discharge. Derek dropped off prescriptions at 8pm and headed directly to bed, I made dinner while Denny picked up meds, and Denny, Joanne and I ate runza casserole for dinner.
Following an early evening thunderstorm we were graced with a rainbow, a quintessential sign of hope. Tomorrow is a new day.
Oh my goodness!! Ouch! What a trooper :)
ReplyDeleteOh wow! I'm just catching up on the last week. You have had quite a rough time. Poor Silas! I hope all is well with everyone and Joanne.
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