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I am a below knee amputee. More importantly, I am also Mommy to two boys, a very active 10 year old (Robby) and an mischievous toddler (Timmy). I have learned that being a parent with a disability can create some unusual and sometimes humorous situations. This blogger is available for hire! Let's talk and learn how a blog can expand your business.

Monday, April 20, 2015

Injured Reserve- again

This was my Mom's birthday weekend, and I was hoping that it would be as memorable and special as she.  I managed to find what I think was the perfect gift for her: a gnome bird bath. I knew that she was going to love it, and I couldn't wait to see her face when I gave it to her.  I'm typically not good at keeping secrets, but I managed to give her the gift without ruining it first. 

After meeting my mom and sister at our typical halfway point (a McDonald's parking lot), we decided to go to lunch. I was child free, so it didn't take much convincing for me to spend more time away from home! Other than the two weeks caring for my Dad, which hardly counts as carefree, I can't remember the last time I was able to enjoy an afternoon without at least one of my kids in tow. 

We decided to go to Glory Days in Frederick MD, mainly because the offerings in the area are extremely limited.  Our lunch was enjoyable, nothing stellar from a culinary perspective but it was nice to just sit and relax. Knowing that I had a long drive home, I visited the ladies room before leaving. As I was walking out of the restroom, my happy afternoon turned into a disaster.

A waitress, obviously in a hurry and not looking, came around the corner and plowed into me. I felt like a hockey player as I was body checked into the wall, only I didn't have the benefit of wearing protective pads. She was little, but she was moving so quickly that the momentum of her hit managed to move me several feet.

As I limped back to the table, I knew something was wrong. My Mom took one look at me and immediately knew that I had injured my wrist. It was swollen, tender to touch and painful to move. I didn't want to admit it, but eventually I couldn't deny the reality that I had been injured.

Our plans of meeting halfway were for futile because she ended up having to drive me home. (My sister drove behind us in her car so that my Mom would have a ride back home.) My wrist continued to swell during the drive, and by the time we pulled onto our street, I had resigned myself to needing an x-ray. 

My Mom and sister ended up babysitting the boys so that Scott could take me to the emergency room. After a few hours I returned home with my hand immobilized in a splint.  The x-rays revealed no obvious breaks, which is good news. I was diagnosed with a severe bone contusion with possible ligament and tendon issues, and I was provided with a referral for a hand/wrist specialist.  In the meantime, I am to keep my hand in the splint and my movements to a minimum.

Yet again my Mom ended up coming to my rescue. On a day that was supposed to honor and spoil her, she ended up driving down to Virginia and taking care of my boys. I definitely owe her a birthday do-over! In the meantime, I am going to visit the hand specialist and hope that everything heals quickly. I'm extremely frustrated that I am hurt, especially since I did absolutely nothing wrong! (Unlike my concussion, which is completely my fault.)

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