Sunday, July 17, 2016
never a dull moment episode # one million and one
So Sonja came in from playing soccer last evening escorted by our friend Erica, who is a nurse, who worked in orthopedics for a few years so she knows her stuff. Erica was helping Sonja into the house, accompanied by Suzanne, who let me know, "Sonja's hurt!", causing my stomach to tumble before my head even comprehended....the bandage wrapped around her knee had a red logo, which at first glance looked like bright red blood, and calm cool collected mom that I am, oh dear. Joseph told me later that I always think the worst. "That's not true!", I said. "I didn't think at all, I just almost fainted."
Anyway. It wasn't THAT serious, but she was in some heavy duty pain. She iced and elevated last night, then I took her in first thing this morning to the E.R. Oh, the emergency room on a sunny Sunday... there was too much going on: a man who couldn't stop crying, causing the nurse to reassure him that it was fine to cry, after all, it's not everyday you get hit by a car. The man who had multiple abscesses on his leg and since there were no rooms left, was in the hallway outside our room, cuddling up with his girlfriend on the hospital bed reading the newspaper. There was an old man who insisted he was okay to go home..."just give me some antibiotics, and I'll be fine!" No one listened to him, they admitted him. Then there was a young man who had done something to warrant having a security guard placed outside his door.
We were only there for four and a half hours to find out that nothing was broken, which is good, but there is lots of fluid behind her kneecap, which is bad. It could mean a torn ligament. It could just be a tiny tear which will heal itself with lots of rest, or it could be a surgery situation. We'll go into the orthopedic office this week and find out. In the mean time, Sonja thinks she's going to be back to playing soccer sometime soon, and I am just not thinking so.
She kept herself busy in the E.R. thinking about what she wanted to eat...she decided on Chinese takeout.
Anyway. Never a dull one.
Our plans to visit the Adirondack amusement park are put on hold for a bit.
And now I must say goodbye because I have daughters here talking to me, oh poor me, ha.