Well, we've trumped TJ's good day with one really bad day. It started better than most days actually... I had taken the day off so I could get some wrapping done -not having the normal "morning battle" trying to get out of the house and get to work on time is vacation enough for me. I did still take TJ to school - I thought it might be too hard to explain why mommy was wrapping all his presents from Santa. Anyway, as I was leaving the Rec. center, Tom called and said he had been in an accident. Someone had gone through a red light and he T-boned them, stopping him dead in his tracks and spinning them around and off the road. He was fine - shaky and sore - but alive. However, his truck didn't fare so well. Only a year old, that truck was Tom's first brand new care he'd ever owned. I should 't be speaking in past-tense. we haven't actually gotten word the truck is totaled, and we may not know until after Chrismas.
Tom did end up going to the emergency room. His back was pretty sore, and his head was hurting alot. We figured he could see a doctor, get checked out completely and they'd give him some muscle relaxers and send us on our way. I dropped him off and waited with Chris. I waited an hour in the waiting room and decided it was time to go as Christoper dumped water all over himself. Someone had left their cup of water next to their chair on the floor (I'm just praying they weren't in ER because they had a communicable disease). I left my cell with the nurse and left to go pick TJ up from school - so much for wrapping presents. Two hours later there was still no word - starting to wonder what could be taking 3 hours to check out I left the kids with Barb and went back to the ER. Tom was sitting in the same place he had 3 hours ago and had still not seen a doctor. Once he finally saw someone it was just as we expected - they gave him some muscle relaxers and sent him on his way. The took his blood pressure before he left - not surprisingly it was very high. The nurse chalked it up to the pain, but I knew better. Tom can't sit still for 3 hours and wait patiently.
After all this, Tom - not wanting to let a good party go to waste - still wanted to keep to our original plans and go to a Christmas festival in Bluffton. Thinking he's nuts - We went along. It turned out there was no festival - but a lovely live nativity at the methodist church. It was nice and peacefull. We went to get pizza afterward. Just when we were all at our breaking point (highlighted by TJ running into the parking lot and almost getting hit by car) we went straight home and went to bed. This was definatley not one of our "good days". But today is a new day. Tom feels better than he thought he would, and the kids and I are braving the traffic to do some last minute shopping - say a prayer that no one runs a red.
Tom did end up going to the emergency room. His back was pretty sore, and his head was hurting alot. We figured he could see a doctor, get checked out completely and they'd give him some muscle relaxers and send us on our way. I dropped him off and waited with Chris. I waited an hour in the waiting room and decided it was time to go as Christoper dumped water all over himself. Someone had left their cup of water next to their chair on the floor (I'm just praying they weren't in ER because they had a communicable disease). I left my cell with the nurse and left to go pick TJ up from school - so much for wrapping presents. Two hours later there was still no word - starting to wonder what could be taking 3 hours to check out I left the kids with Barb and went back to the ER. Tom was sitting in the same place he had 3 hours ago and had still not seen a doctor. Once he finally saw someone it was just as we expected - they gave him some muscle relaxers and sent him on his way. The took his blood pressure before he left - not surprisingly it was very high. The nurse chalked it up to the pain, but I knew better. Tom can't sit still for 3 hours and wait patiently.
After all this, Tom - not wanting to let a good party go to waste - still wanted to keep to our original plans and go to a Christmas festival in Bluffton. Thinking he's nuts - We went along. It turned out there was no festival - but a lovely live nativity at the methodist church. It was nice and peacefull. We went to get pizza afterward. Just when we were all at our breaking point (highlighted by TJ running into the parking lot and almost getting hit by car) we went straight home and went to bed. This was definatley not one of our "good days". But today is a new day. Tom feels better than he thought he would, and the kids and I are braving the traffic to do some last minute shopping - say a prayer that no one runs a red.
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