Mommathon

I am so mad! I asked that stupid doctor if I needed antibiotics and he completely blew me off. I also asked him if I needed some pain meds because it was really hurting…again, blew me off. Well, I had the school nurse at Liam’s school look at it today since I was already there (and because it really hurt) and she told me that I had (insert some fancy medical word here that starts with a C and means infected-I can’t remember what the word was) and that I needed some antibiotics and that the reason it hurts so bad (besides the fact that I had a blade go into my foot yesterday) is because it is infected. So my MIL is going to pick them up for me so I don’t have to hobble all the way into the pharmacy to get them (no it doesn’t have a drive through) with Colm in tow. God bless her!

I have never had stitches before, but now I have. Three. This afternoon Colm and I were working in the garden. I had the pruning sheers out, dropped them on my foot and well, they went in. Yep.

Colm was my little hero. He asked me if I needed a Band-Aid, he got my purse out of my car for me and brought me the phone. He also kept checking outside to see if my mother-in-law had arrived yet. The cutest part was when I was sitting on the kitchen floor with my foot in the air and Colm sat down next to me and did the same.

My MIL came and took Colm and went and picked Liam up from school. Sean came and took me to the ER and then took Liam to violin. I sat in the waiting room at the ER for over three hours while all of this was going on (and that was just how long I was in the waiting room).

My mom came and got me from the ER after the whole adventure was over and took me out to get a bite to eat.

Now my foot just really hurts and I have three stitches.