Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Why don't they give the mommies valium any more?

So it's been way too long since we've had any medical drama around here -- and that's clearly unacceptable. So the first week of school for my two fabulous girl urchins brought with it a trip to the emergency room AND a diagnosis of -- wait for it -- shingles.

The sunny girl started the shenanigans when she tripped on the stairs.

tangent: I'll wait for the chortles and snickers of my oldest friends to subside; as they continue to clutch their sides with merriment I will inform my newer cyber-pals that I myself have quite the reputation for, shall we say, wearing a pair of crutches with flair. Or at least with regularity. And all of my injuries have been sustained on or near a flight of stairs. I'm serious -- I feel like I've thrown a double-dog dare out to God by living in a three-story house.

Well, so the sunny girl yelled "ouch!" when she stumbled, but said she "stubbed her toe." Does this look like a stubbed toe to you?

Unfortunately, my family has spent enough time in emergency rooms that we know the primary rule of the E.R.: always bring a book.

The final diagnosis: it's broken, twinkle-toes. On the up side, she gets out of P.E. for a month AND she and Jolie Blonde make a matched set. Jolie Blonde also follows her mother's family tradition, sustaining injuries that require surgery and physical therapy.

You just think I'm talking about my sister with the bum wrist and her daughter with the broken volleyball arm.

But really I'm talking about Coleen the retired gymnast and her daughter Jolie Blonde, who loves horses but apparently not enough to stay on hers while she's riding him.

And oy! The trials and tribulations of a school-loving girl who has been quarantined are hard to describe. It's not enough that school is out of the question for now, or that the nerves in her throwing arm hurt like a -- well, you fill in the blank.

My girl in charge has also been banned from cul-de-sac capers because the littlest fabulous neighbors have not had chicken pox yet. This picture, taken last Thanksgiving, will not be replicated any time soon.

But me? I'm just fine!

4 comments:

  1. As the chick known for falling UP stairs, breaking bones in foreign countries and never contracting chicken pox as a child thereby necessitating the PURCHASE of the 4-series shots as an adult (they hurt like a ...) I feel ya, sister.

    And the Sunny Girl can't be too chirpy either. (Hey, SG! - sorry for the quarrantine.)

    So, except for maybe the getting-outta-PE-card-thingy... Ew!!!! to the whole stinking mess. Tho the pedicure and polish is fab.

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  2. Why does Claire have my book!?
    --The Tall Boy

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  3. I'm not a doctor, but I would prescribe a glass of wine (or 10) for you! I hope everyone is feeling better and things settle down soon!

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  4. Brother dearest, it's not yours, I got it from the sister's room.
    -sg

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