So Wednesday, I abandoned Nick and his head to take Elijah into the clinic. He hurt his hand on Sunday. He thought it was just a sprain, but the pain wasn't getting better and he still couldn't use it. After over two hours and x-rays it was determined he had a fracture. The fracture was at the top on his thumb and possibly into the growth plate so they wouldn't cast it. Instead he got a splint with instructions to see the orthopedic specialist in the event it needs surgery. Seriously? He can't even break his hand without it being dramatic.
Today I had an outing planned with Nick, Olivia and Lucas, but had to cancel. My stomach is rotten. I don't think I should venture far from the comforts of my home so today I am cleaning when I can stand and sitting when I think I'm going to throw up. And do you have any idea how messy this house is after three days of dreads and broken hands? Oh, and ya, the kid just got out of chores...again. I hope to perk up soon as I have planting to do. You can check out how things are going at my gardening blog. So glad to have the Wii on days like today as the kids are entertained while I moan and groan.