This week has been quite eventful.
After a lazy weekend recovering from the Mad Blog Awards on Friday evening (the journey to which was quite a drama in itself) we got back to school rather sluggish on Monday. In fact Star was a whole two minutes late and ended up with a 30 minute detention. I do understand that punctuality is important but I was a little annoyed. I said to her, 'ok, we'll take you in 30 minutes late every day and you can stay behind 30 minutes,' She wasn't impressed and sulked while replying 'don't you love me mummy?'
Then on Tuesday I went to pick the children up and there was a strong smell of gas in the playground. We noticed the building work going on behind the school and I said that it smelled like they had hit a gas pipe. The Little Man came out saying that they had been standing in the playground because of a gas leak. So was the gas coming from the school then? When we picked up Boo she said they had been evacuated because of gas. If that was the case why had they been allowed back into the school when the gas was still so strong? All was revealed with a message from the school saying that there had been some confusion at first but the gas leak was from the building site. Because the smell was so bad they decided to keep the kids away from school for the next day.
On Tuesday evening I was reading a book and contemplating starting dinner when my eldest daughter walked in the room looking like she was holding something in her hands. She looked pretty distressed, as did I when she showed me a needle sticking through her finger and a load of blood! Her sewing machine needle had broken and gone straight through her finger which was now turning blue. This is when I began to feel useless, I'm not good with blood. I knew she had to get to A&E and I could drive, but I couldn't get out of the car when we got there. I had to leave the littlies with their big brother and go and pick up Graham who had gone out to meet a friend. We made it to the hospital and an x-ray revealed that the needle was incredibly close to her bone but it was safe to remove. Then we had the issue that runs in the family with local anaesthetic. Two of my girls and myself are totally immune to it, it just doesn't work. Yes, visits to the dentist are fun!
|x-ray of needle through finger|
Eventually they managed to remove the needle and give her another x-ray and we were on our way home. Too late to cook we popped into the drive thru KFC for dinner. That was fun! I'm pretty good with my driving, but not so good at breaking when going slow. If I'm approaching a car park space or similar then I generally get there by jerk stopping every few centimetres. This is a little embarrassing if you are trying to stop the car at a service window. The lad was laughing at me, pah, he should try driving with his hands.
I think I've had enough drama for this week but today I've got my first physio since taking my new medication. That should be fun considering my balance is completely off and I can barely walk at all now. I'm hoping things will improve once I get used to the meds, but today's physio is going to be interesting.
Here's to a drama free week next week.