I woke up this morning feeling positive! I had a big list of things that I wanted to accomplish! My main chore for the day was to clean out the closet in Ella and Breckynne's bedroom. Feeling full of vigor and with Annikka's help we delved into the chore...We hauled all the totes, shoes and hanging clothing out of their closet and into the living room to be gone through...we had barely started when Ella...(wanting to help in her own way???) pulled herself up onto one of the totes...lost her balance...and proceded to bite through her top lip...
NICE
shes sobbing
shes bleeding like CRAZY
she needs ER (or Witters clinic-Something!)
Im still in jammies
I need a shower
I need a medic!
breathe...breathe...breathe...
OK...took a 2 second shower and pulled on the quickest clothing I could find (jammie top out of the dryer, jean capris and flip flops)
got her to the clinic only to find she WOULD live and not be horribly disfigured...again...sigh
I guess that this is a lesson in...you dont get to plan your day when you have children...
