This pretty much describes my life perfectly.
Mr. Coffee was hit by a ball during warm-ups, split his lip completely open, grossed out the kids and continued to coach the game because there weren't any other coaches at the game that night. I took him to the 24 hour Urgent Care - didn't know we had one of those around here, but now I do. Seems like a HouseMom like me should have had that information on speed dial on my phone. My bad. So 14 stitches later, we return home.
Then just 9 days later, Mocha Frap nearly severes his finger while closing a fence/gate thingy at another baseball tournment. Urgent Care again with 8 stitches this time and the possibility of losing the end of his finger.
Gee Whiz Peeps! Enough with the drama and blood - I'm not cut out for this job. Seriously....I shouldn't have gone to school to become a teacher. I should have gotten my nursing degree!
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Oi. I think I would have passed out. I SO dread the day I have to deal w/ blood and injuries. 2 years ago, hubby dislocated his shoulder at a family reunion (old injury), and I was the one who almost had to be rushed to urgent care for going into shock. I do NOT handle injuries well...I need to figure out how to stay calm in crisis situations.
How is Mocha Frap's finger now??
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