Injuries

When I think about what has shaved years off my life, my thought turns directly to ...injuries. I can't take it. My heart speeds, my breathing quickens and I am the antonym of calm in these situations. Praise the Lord my husband has been there, or close by, every time our little woman has been injured. Within a few weeks, we had to go to Urgent Care two times...both on wednesdays. First, Peppy was coming down the steps and somehow fell or tripped or something and we heard a scream. Just hearing the scream, I knew something wasn't right. Her ankle immediately swelled up and she couldn't walk on it. Went and had x rays and it was only a sprain. Was up and on it within a day. Yeah, 5 years shaved off there. The second injury: We were getting ready for church. She was in the bath, I had just got done curling my hair(hadn't unplugged it yet) and Samuel had just woke up and I was headed to change his diaper. As I was leaving the bathroom to get Sammy, peppy spit some water out on the floor. I told her to get out and go to her room...I kept walking. As I reached Samuels room, I heard something drop...then a scream that I will never forget. Peppy's foot had hit the cord to the curling iron while getting out of the tub...it dropped and she grabbed it to put it back on the counter. Burns are just horrific...especially to watch your child scream in pain for a long long time. This happened to be on her hand that she sucks her two fingers on. She couldn't even soothe herself. Poor poor baby. She got some blisters but we kept them wrapped and clean and they never gave us trouble. I realized about a day or two into it that this possibly could have been a blessing (in some sick and twisted way) because it was keeping her from sucking her fingers...something that had been an epic fail in this house for a few years. So now she only sucks her fingers while she is in her bed (even though she tells us she won't)...a big stride going the right way, if i do say so myself. I'd have to say this one shaved at least 7 years off.