Yes you read that right. My baby shower for Little Brother was this past Saturday. What started off as a great day quickly became a day that could not end soon enough.
It was a family shower which meant men and kids were invited as well. The weather was seriously perfect. Not too hot, not too cold and only white fluffy clouds in the sky. Those close to me and who mean a lot to us all showed up to celebrate. Big Brother was on great behavior and enjoyed helping Tobei and I open the presents for his little brother. We could not have asked for a better day.
Then it happened, everything started to go down hill. I was heading outside where the kids were playing and the building had a very thick mat just outside the door. I stepped on the edge of the mat which means my ankle twisted and down I went. I went down hard. Instinct kicked in and I did everything I cold to protect my stomach. I hear my arm bent in ways an arm shouldn’t bend.
This picture is about 10 minutes after I fell. Took that long before I would let anyone move me off the ground. I am complaining that my arm hurts. Let’s not even talk about my knee. My precious loving adorable 4 year old son had come over to kiss my knee better. What I didn’t know at the time was that my knee as bleeding very bad. I took this picture 2 days after the fact. Even today (5 days later) it is still very scabbed though some of it is starting to fall off and I can now see the major bruising underneath. The knee is also still very swollen. Just walking to the bus stop a block away twice a day for Big Brother is quite the painful event.
I did go to the hospital which means ending my shower early. I felt so bad. Everyone had come out to celebrate with us and here I was having to leave and go to the hospital. We first headed up to labour and delivery to have baby checked by the midwife. Also emergency would not see me until I was cleared by them. After being up there for just over an hour and knowing baby was fine we headed down to emergency. It drove me crazy that here I was pregnancy surrounded by all kinds of sick people. I didn’t have much of a choice though.
I didn’t get my knee checked and to this day I haven’t. I figured if it was broken I would not be able to walk on it. I was there to get my elbow checked. Ends up I cracked a bone in my elbow. I am supposed to be wearing a sling but I hate the stupid thing. I wear it when my arm starts getting tired of holding up my bent elbow on its own and when we go out. Otherwise I tend to just rest it on a pillow keeping it bent like I am supposed to. I am starting to think I should get my knee checked. Sadly we just don’t have the time between Big Brother only having school in the morning and Tobei working. He can’t even take the time off work as he has already had to take time off due to another issue we had to deal with this week that took priority.
We got out of the hospital at 9:30 Saturday night. We were both starving and all we wanted to do was get some food and go home. That would not be the case. Just as we were walking out of the hospital I received a text message from my mom.
A couple of months ago we found out her dog Patches had a mast cell tumor on his leg. Sadly it had already spread and there was nothing we could do. We were told that he would no longer be with us within the month. They gave my mom medication to help with pain and such and sent her home. There were a few times we thought it was time but Patches would pull through. He was not going to leave us easily. Well Saturday night his tumor was HUGE, you could not even see his leg, it was very swollen and very hot and was a matter of time before it was going to burst open.
I told mom we were on our way. We went and picked her and patches up and brought them to the animal hospital. I said my good byes to Patches then left Tobei and my mom in the room. I could not stay. I did not have it in me. Patches went quietly and pain free. It was one of the toughest things my mom has ever had to do. I do take great comfort though in knowing that Patches is up there with my Grandpa and Grandma who will take great care of him.
Needless to say we all could not wait for the day to end. We were almost home when Tobei looked at the clock and let out a sigh of relief as he pointed out to me that it was now 12:08am. My reply “Yes it is, but now it is September 11th”.