So today was a pretty much uneventful day. Work was crazy, as Wednesdays always are for whatever reason. Its like everyone in that little town thinks pizza sounds like a fab idea, on Wednesday. Not sure why but I think we should like raise the price that day only or something.
Jim like "The Jim" of Jims Razorback came in this afternoon, right as our first tables came in. So he helped to make the orders... Out of 4 tables, he screwed up 3. That is right "Jim" himself apparently cannot read tickets. So that was a lot of fun. They were not my tables, but I found myself out there explaining the issues to everyone. Which I did not mind going out there and blaming it all on Jim. Ha.
After our madhouse rush, and clean up it was time to go home. To my messy house. Tim and I worked together, got ALL the laundry done, bathrooms scrubbed, kitchen living room laundry room, bedroom hall and bedroom closets all cleaned out. I feel that much happier just knowing things are in place at the house. Relief.
So then Hannah is putting up laundry and decides to cut her foot open on some trash that was taken from the closet and not yet cleaned up. The piece that covers a razor had been broken and cut her pretty good. Blood everywhere, shrill screams that only Hannah can create. After a few seconds I was pretty certain she needed to go to the dr. OF COURSE its after hours... So ER time it was.
She had a flap of skin that was not savable. So it was clipped off. No pain medication, they just cut it with scissors as if it was not a part of her body. Those shrill screams continued this time directly in my ear as I was hovering over her, trying to keep her from watching them mess with the injury. What's that? I can't hear you? Yeah it was pretty bad.
So she got a cute shoe, instructions that she cannot swim until it heals, and was told to stay off the foot as much as possible for the next couple days. She was given pain reliever (after) and this seemed to perk her once sleepy self right up! Go figure, only my kids get hyper on benedryl and pain medication. I told the ER nurse (who was quite sexy) that I was bringing her back up there if she did not go to bed at a decent hour.
It should heal just fine, with a scar though. She got to ride in a wheel chair and has rubbed that in as much as possible to Bailey. Were home now and she's resting up but not sleepy at all. She's playing online. Go figure. So that was my day. I would love to go a month without seeing an ER. That would be awesome.
Jim like "The Jim" of Jims Razorback came in this afternoon, right as our first tables came in. So he helped to make the orders... Out of 4 tables, he screwed up 3. That is right "Jim" himself apparently cannot read tickets. So that was a lot of fun. They were not my tables, but I found myself out there explaining the issues to everyone. Which I did not mind going out there and blaming it all on Jim. Ha.
After our madhouse rush, and clean up it was time to go home. To my messy house. Tim and I worked together, got ALL the laundry done, bathrooms scrubbed, kitchen living room laundry room, bedroom hall and bedroom closets all cleaned out. I feel that much happier just knowing things are in place at the house. Relief.
So then Hannah is putting up laundry and decides to cut her foot open on some trash that was taken from the closet and not yet cleaned up. The piece that covers a razor had been broken and cut her pretty good. Blood everywhere, shrill screams that only Hannah can create. After a few seconds I was pretty certain she needed to go to the dr. OF COURSE its after hours... So ER time it was.
She had a flap of skin that was not savable. So it was clipped off. No pain medication, they just cut it with scissors as if it was not a part of her body. Those shrill screams continued this time directly in my ear as I was hovering over her, trying to keep her from watching them mess with the injury. What's that? I can't hear you? Yeah it was pretty bad.
So she got a cute shoe, instructions that she cannot swim until it heals, and was told to stay off the foot as much as possible for the next couple days. She was given pain reliever (after) and this seemed to perk her once sleepy self right up! Go figure, only my kids get hyper on benedryl and pain medication. I told the ER nurse (who was quite sexy) that I was bringing her back up there if she did not go to bed at a decent hour.
It should heal just fine, with a scar though. She got to ride in a wheel chair and has rubbed that in as much as possible to Bailey. Were home now and she's resting up but not sleepy at all. She's playing online. Go figure. So that was my day. I would love to go a month without seeing an ER. That would be awesome.
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