The other side of the story ..............

So, I was laying (or is it lying) in between 2 really cute boys on the eve of July 2 when I hear what is commonly known as the "cingular sound". Not wanting to miss a late night invitation, I hurried to reach my phone. The floor reached me much quicker than I expected (can I say my bed is reeeaallly tall?). Well, I quickly checked the text message from Leann that said "Long day. Feel like crap. Can you take the boys in the morning?" Then I thought 'Owwww!' I got up to go to the bathroom because once you are awake at night that is just what you do, right? When I tried to wipe (sorry 'bout the visual) I realized there was a real problem. I felt like I was gonna pass out. I was afraid to hollar out for Dylan for fear I would wake up Preston. Truth be told I didn't want him to have to see me in my lime green sports bra (again, sorry 'bout the visual). So, I called my sister ...... 'Actually sis, I won't be able to take the boys in the morning. By the way, can you stop by on your way home?' After we hung up I heard sirens. Now surely she didn't call 911 ????!!!! She arrived shortly, without any civil servants. We talked. We called our paramedic friend who advised an ER visit. And off we went to Mansfield Methodist ER. What great people!
I went for an xray which was so very painful. When the doctor came in he said "Well, you broke your arm at the proximal radial head." And ........ Leann laughed - hysterically, might I add. As tired as she was, she came to my house and, not getting to sleep before 4 am, took the boys to school the next morning.

Since then the boys have been at grandma & papa's. They come stay with me on the weekends when I don't have to get them up & ready. Each day holds little successes (like the day I could tie my shoes -it took 2 weeks! - by myself). I look forward to the day that things get back to "our" normal. Until then ......... Mom & Dad , thanks again!

Kristi