So following on from the Roller Skating malarkey the anticipated trip to A&E ensured. However, it wasn’t me who needed treatment – but my baby Giraffe 😳
After falling over on Sunday she couldn’t weight bare on her right knee. After 2 trips to the Drs – 3 days off school, 3 disturbed nights, a missed course at work, emergency leave – and a partridge in a pear tree – we were advised to go to A&E today.
Let me tell you folks – if you need to go to A&E – take a child – any random child – beg, steal or borrow a child – reason being – after seeing there was a 4.5 hour wait – we waited all of 10 minutes! Infact we were in and out within an hour – happy days 😄 The staff at the hospital were amazing, kind and professional – I cannot sing their praises enough!
Anyway the long and short of it was no broken knee-cap, just damaged tissue and bruised ligaments, which naturally I’m happy about – seeing as she’s done no bloody chores at all since Sunday 😄
21 year old 2nd born drove us to the hospital – a funny moment when he was mistaken for my husband and Arowyn’s Father – I was rather flattered – him less so 😜😜😜
Let’s hope the rest of the week goes smoothly – although it won’t because I’ve got to somehow make a bloody Roman costume for 4th born for tomorrow – I’m just going to roll her up in a white sheet! Bloody school – paying me back, yet again, for missing World Book Day – bastards! 😳