Did I sleep through a few days? Did we fast forward to Friday?

After having a pretty bad day yesterday, I got up this morning hoping for the best. When I went to make my coffee, I realized that I was out of my special creamer. I decided to make a quick run to the grocery store before my kids started showing up. I went out and started the car and since it had snowed last night, I got out to scrape off the windows. As I did, I accidentally locked the doors. With. My. Keys. Inside! And the engine running! I had to call the police and have them come unlock the doors. Fortunately they provide this service. As the police officer’s car was sitting in my driveway, it melted the snow and when he left it re-froze.

An hour later, my daughter had missed the bus and so I had to bring her to school. When I went out to take her, one of my daycare kid’s parents were pulling up in the driveway, so I went to ask him to take Emily since he was going there anyway. (He has a daughter that goes to the elementary school right next to the middle school.) As I approached his car that was parked next to the spot where the cop had been sitting–you guessed it–I slipped on the ice and went down. HARD. On my elbow. I got up and felt something wet inside my jacket sleeve and when I took my arm out, it was bleeding so bad that I think that Daycare Dad and Emily both said at the same time, “Oh my God!” I felt like I was going to pass out. Daycare Dad took Emily and his kids and said he would stop back in a few minutes to see how I was.

I walked in the house and my son echoed the sentiments that Daycare Dad and Emily had uttered moments before. By this time, I needed to sit down, but I was dripping blood all over the place so I made my son get me some paper towels. After everything settled down a little, I called my mom and she came right over and I called Jason to tell him that he needed to come home because I thought I broke my elbow and I for sure needed stitches. Then Daycare Dad came back and took one look at it and said, “I will figure out something to do with the kids, you need to get your elbow taken care of and have a day off.” Gotta love him, today! My other daycare kid was home ill today, so I wouldn’t have any other kids. Now that I didn’t have any kids to care for, Jason didn’t need to come home because my mom could take me to the doctor.

The soonest we could get in to see the doctor was 11:00 and man, was I in a lot of pain. But it cost too much to go to the ER. We waited and then went in to see the doctor. I had X-rays which showed that it probably wasn’t fractured, but that there may be some involvement (ie: tear or rupture) with the bursa sac. Also, because the bursa sac is right there, there is a high possibility for infection in the sac which can cause joint involvement and so on and so on! So I had to have four stitches, I have to be on antibiotics, I have to wear this weird cushiony sock on my elbow and I have to wear my arm in a sling for the next ten days, at which time I get the stitches removed and providing that nothing else is going wrong (::crosses fingers::) I will be set to go without sling and weird sock.

There it is. If this is just the start of a really bad week, I am going to stay in bed all week and when Saturday morning comes, I will then be ready to rejoin the world.

***I don’t really believe in all that Friday the 13th superstitious crap. Knock on wood!****

I originally posted this on my blog. I want to add that I am supposed to start my Women’s Volleyball league tonight. Obviously that is out of the question and also I need to limit my weight lifting to only my left arm. But she thought that maybe post the 10 day mark I might be able to go back to my lifting schedule. Those of you that pray, could you say a little prayer for me? Thanks.