It was the last day before Easter Break at the Mom’s Day Out and the one day a week school for homeschoolers that my kids attended. Faith’s class had an Easter meal for the parents, so I was already on the property with camera at the ready when I was notified that I needed to come get Joy. I left Faith disappointed that I wouldn’t be there with her for her feast and went to see what in the world my second daughter had done this time.
Poor Joy had been playing games in her class at her Easter party. She tripped and fell, hitting her head just right on the corner of the wall. It left a slice about an inch long right between her eyes. The cut went all the way through the skin, leaving a hole. The director insisted on going to the children’s ER with me.
We got to the hospital, and while the nurse was taking Joy’s blood pressure and filling out paper work, I was snapping pictures. It occurred to me that it might seem odd that I had my camera with me at such a moment, so I proceeded to explain to the aloof lady. I started out, “I’m taking pictures because. . . Oh Hell!” was what I heard come out of my mouth. You have to understand that I gave up swearing after my eighth grade year when I gave my life to the Lord (Of course my family didn’t know about my language.) What I meant to say was, “Oh WELL, I already had my camera with me.” But somehow the other came out, and it sounded for all the world like that’s what I meant to say. So I just hemmed and hawed and didn’t say anything else–so embarrassing! These things always happen to me!
Joy ended up getting her little face glued together, which she did not like at all, but she was mostly just mad that she was missing the Easter Egg Hunt. You know, the things in life that really matter when you’re five years old! The fact that she was going to have an inch-long scar on her face? Nah! We left the hospital in time for her to return to her class for a couple of hours. Her entire class had all been very worried about her. All cheered when she entered the room. They had egg hunted for her and presented her with her filled basket. Oh, life is good when you’re five . . . and there’s lots of candy involved!
If you would like to read about Joy’s first trip to the ER click here.
If you would like to read about her most recent trip to the ER click here.
I’m so glad you had the camera with you. I love the pictures!
Ha ha! Tongue slips are hilarious.
How scary! That sounds like something that I would do too
That is so sweet that her class was worried about her, glad to hear that she was okay!
these days everyone has a camera on em, you couldn’t have looked that weird.
Eschelle, I had a huge film camera with a case that had my interchangeable lenses. This was no pocket camera. You’re right though. I should have made that more clear. Everyone these days does have a camera on them.
LOL… I could imagine myself doing this at this point in time in case we’re in the ER. I’d also probably be snapping shots in front of a nurse with a raised eyebrow! I just hope I won’t have any tongue slips just in case! Oh, hell! I mean, oh well… hahaha… Be blessed always, Esther!
Poor thing. One of the things that I dread the most is my kids getting hurt… I am not good with that at all. She looks so sad yet cute.