It's NOT my fault!

Well, hello. This blogging thing seemed like a good idea at the time. I just can't remember to sit down at the computer and do it. I'm just barely able to text message in a timely manner. Besides, we have been very busy these last 3 weeks. Oh! Where do I begin.....
I worked at the hospital on Saturday, June 30. It was a long day of breastfeeding (not me silly). In my job, I teach and assist new moms with breastfeeding their babies. Some moms just need a little encouragement. While others need a babysitter for each feeding! My day topped off with 12+ hours. Since I was way too tired to chart, I decided I would come back on Sunday. Well, Sunday afternoon quickly turned into Sunday evening and I didn't arrive at the hospital until 7:30. Kristi and I have a system to getting the younger kids to daycare each day. I take. Well, since I didn't clock out until 11:30, I texted her to ask if she would take on Monday morning. Now she and the boys are usually sleeping very soundly by this hour, so I didn't expect her to respond to my text until morning. Imagine my surprise when my phone rang and it was her. My 1st words were, "Why are you calling me"? Her 1st words were, "I think I fell off of my bed". WHAT?! She said she was scooting off the end of the bed to get her phone and just thought she had more bed left than she did. At first, I laughed. Then I really got concerned because she sounded so scared and said she was in a lot of pain. I drove over to her house and when I walked in I was utterly speechless! The chick had on a lime green sports bra and boy shorts to match! (so glad we didn't have to call 911.) Not only was a floored by her injury, but also her night clothes! Well, long story short, I took her to the ER (mom and daddy came over to stay w/the boys) only to find out that she had broken her elbow. LOTS of pain!! She saw the ortho on Thursday of that week and now has a removeable splint and PT twice a week. She expects to be in the splint probably 4 more weeks. She's been told NOT to bend her elbow or move her fingers...RIGHT! Did I mention it's her right arm? No driving, no ledgible writing, and no lifting, carrying, etc. The boys are now with mom and dad. Preston told me last night, "Auntie, I don't want to go to my new house". Who wouldn't love to live with Grandma??!!
Things are starting to settle down a bit and she's feeling better each day. It's still just one day at a time though. Keep her in your tho'ts and prayers.
And just so there is no misunderstanding....It's not my fault. She should keep her phone closer to her at night!

Leann