Rebecca called me on Tuesday while I was out.
"I fell on my arm and it really hurts."
Really? Seriously?
I cried all the way to the doctor's office and made Rebecca feel bad. Never mind that she should have been in Achievement Days. Never mind that she shouldn't have been on her scooter in that area. Never mind that I felt like I couldn't handle one more thing right now. (But really, when do people ever feel like taking on one more thing?)
The doctor tried to make me feel better by telling me it was a really "good" break, the "best kind" and that kids with this heal "super fast" and she should only be in a cast for three weeks.
It still didn't change the fact that this is our third break in the last year and we have yet another medical bill to add to our rather long list.
Peter was having a little tantrum saying that there must be something wrong in this family with our calcium intake. I decided it wasn't an optimal time to say that was very unlikely.
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I gave up saying the three thing last month. I was hoping it would stop with October but its gone into November
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