Common Mom

So I showed you some pictures of the fun time we had last weekend. What I didn’t share was the PAIN that went with it! Snowboarding is great fun . . . learning to snowboard is great pain! A pain in the ass, literally. Toward the end of our totally awesome snowboarding/skiing adventure, I tried to avoid a little kid . . . now if I were a good snowboarder, or anyone who had been on one more than 3 times in her life, I coulda just turned and missed the kid. But I’m not any of those things . . . I’m new at snowboarding, and my brain tends to believe I can do things my body just can’t yet So, to avoid missing little kid, I tried to turn, fast . . . and caught my heelside edge . . . which then SLAMMED me into the ground with the force of a jackhammer . . . right. on. my. tailbone. Apparently I’ve never actually landed on my tailbone before. I certainly thought I had, but after that fall, I KNEW I hadn’t because I had never felt that kind of pain OMG in my entire friggin’ life! And I’ve had 2 C-sections. Tears started flowing without me having any clue what had just happened. I knew my day was over . . . told hubby to keep going with Jason and our friends and I’d meet them in the lodge in a couple hours when they were finished because I was done. I unstrapped and “hobbled” to the lodge. My mistake was sitting down . . . because getting up was a PAIN IN THE ASS - OMG! I hobbled out to the Jeep with my board to change into regular boots . . . apparently bending down to get snowboarding boots off and then put on your regular boots is NOT the thing to do with a bruised tailbone - OMG it HURT!  I did manage, barely, and hobbled back up to the lodge and parked myself in a seat for a couple hours, watching my daughter in her skiing lesson, which was a lot of fun. It’s now Wednesday and I STILL can’t bend down to tie my shoes, put on socks, or even put the leash on Duma! And putting on pants - have I mentioned that it’s a real PAIN IN THE ASS?! Heading to the chiro. today to see if she can adjust anything - but I’m totally expecting her to say I just have to wait it out, which I am NOT very good at. Oh, and that humonstrous bruise on the back of my right leg (really, like 8 inches across and 4 inches wide) . . . um ya . . . lesson learned . . . when skating on your board in the lift line, fold the unused binding down . . . if you don’t, when you trip on your own friggin’ board, not only do you look like a complete fool, you will end up landing on said binding and end up with said monstrous bruise on your leg.

But enough about me! On to my daughter . . . she’s been complaining about her tummy hurting for a few days. Yesterday she’d double over in pain and cry every now and then, but then she’d be fine. After gymnastics last night she said she wanted to go home and lay down instead of going out to eat with hubby, Dude, and Grandpa. So I took her home. She started bawling on the way home about her tummy, so I took her to the Urgent Care. They recommended I go to the ER. So we did . . . and on the way, she threw up all over herself and the car, multiple times. Good times! We get to the ER and they are so nice and change her in to a gown and give me a bag for her nasty clothes. Hubby brought her some new ones and then took the car home to clean it. Between 7:00 and 9:00 p.m. in the waiting room, Keira threw up a good 4 more times . . . finally ending up empty. They FINALLY took us back to see the doc. He immediately gave her something to stop the vomitting since she was empty. Then he immediately ordered an X-ray because her tummy was soooooo huge . . . she looked 6 months pregnant! Understand that immediately in the ER is relative to the speed of a snail The X-ray showed what they hoped it would . . . she was constipated (even though she’d gone icky) and had a ton ton ton ton of gas in her tummy. They thought it might be her appendix, so that was good news that it wasn’t! She was so uncomfortable with her tummy hurting so badly I felt so bad for her! But, she wasn’t throwing up anymore, so that was good. Around 11:00 they gave her a suppository (poor thing - she did great though) and told us she couldn’t leave until she gave them a urine sample and did her duty. She had thrown up everything in her little tummy, so didn’t have anything to pee for them! But, around 11:30, she finally mustered up enough for them to do a urine test. And FINALLY, at the stroke of midnight, she did her duty. Her own Cinderella story She was a TOTALLY different kid after that! Her tummy was still big, but since the plumbing was working again, they let us go, with instructions to see the doc today if her tummy was still distended. She drank a TON of juice on the way home, compliments of the ER. This morning, she was tired, but her tummy looked good and she was hungry. So, hubby was left with strict instructions . . . no dairy, no bread, no candy, no read meat . . . fruit, veggies, juice . . . get the plumbing flowing again!!!

So, there are the ouch stories of the girls in the house.

On a fun note . . . Noisy Grandma is coming today and staying until Monday - woo hoo! We’re all so excited. Nothing makes a little girl feel better than a Grandma to cater to her every whim and whimper

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