Soooo....Kimmi and I went out on a date Monday night, to do some Christmas shopping. She said it was okay to invite Daddy to hang out with us after he got out of work. We met at a mexican resturant, ate, shopped, went home, wrapped, went to bed. A mere couple hours later, my tummy was not doing so good....I got "the" bucket, sat in "the" room.... In walks Kimmi...she sits on the tub ledge, waitin to use the potty...I asked her if she was okay, she said yes, then picked up my bucket, and began to..ummm...well...you know....then she finished, and I took the bucket, and well....ummm...you know....I got Kurt up, and said help!! both Kimmi and I are sick...he looks at us, and goes and grabs another bucket...and 3 of us are down.....the next morning...Becca starts getting sick! Thankfully, Tori has been spared!! She was such a help...Kimmi was throwing up non stop almost, and I wasn't too far behind...and so we had Tori drive us to the ER for drugs!! AAAHHHHH anti-nausea meds......Well, the relief lasted until we pulled into the driveway about 4 am or so, and Kimmi started getting sick again...I was able to get a nap in before I was sick again....ugh! I'm so glad it's over!!!!! Becca and I got to go on our date yesterday. Instead of dinner, we opted for Target slushies and some popcorn! :P
But THENNNNNNNNN, as if you thought there wouldn't be more drama!! I was exiting the bathroom 2 days ago, exiting it as I normally do, walking out, closing the door behind me, so the dog doesn't go in there for a buffet of T.P. and water! ahem...anyways, I guess my arm moved faster than my foot, and I ran over my pinky toe with the door!! It hurt soooo bad!!! Well, I was intrigued by the multi shades of blue and purple, but didn't call the Dr. because I was too embarassed!! But, after another day of pain, swelling, pain, colors, pain...I called the clinic. There question for me being seen? My response? Well.....I had a run-in with the bathroom door! Yup...that's what I told them! She was laughing for quite a while....only adding to my embarassment. I wen't in...it's broken. Now...here's my question....very small toe....very big X-ray....only treatment is tape, elevate, and stay off??? That's it....??? What's the point of being seen at all if there is nothing that can be done?? Now, please know that I do realize that I wasn't going to be getting a cutsie little pink "pinky" cast.....tee hee hee....but how embarassing!!!!!!
Okay.....that's about all. Oh yeah, I went with a friend tonight to see Peter Eide in concert...wow!! There was also Bob Stromberg, a christian comedian....he was a riot!!! I had a great evening!!!!!!

My thoughts about life.


1 comments:
Rebekah has learned the hard way that it is not worth the ER trip for a broken toe about ten times over.
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