We had a busy weekend. I had 12 hours of class on Friday and Saturday. (I know, I know, you thought I was done. I'm really close, though. Two more weekends!) Pappi and Grandma Sandy came to help Derek take care of the kids on Saturday. Then, Grandma Linda and Grandpa Rick came on Sunday. The babies loved all the cuddle and play time. I enjoyed it, too! We often spend so much time taking care of their basic needs that we don't get the downtime with them. But, this weekend Lila and I took a nice, long nap!
The weekend took a nasty turn on Sunday night when Derek injured himself playing softball. Derek tore some ligaments near his ankle after his first at bat. Fortunately, we were able to go to prompt care, avoiding the inconvenience of the ER. The doctor was so nice, even as he hassled Derek about continuing to play on his injured ankle. After examining Derek's ankle, we overheard the doctor talking to the nurses about how swollen and bruised Derek's leg was. He was sure it was broken. After the x-ray, the doctor was pleased to tell us the good news: it was not broken. But, then he told us the bad news: it was badly sprained, which in many ways was just as bad. The doctor could not do any additional testing on Derek's ankle to determine how badly the ligaments were torn because of all of the swelling. He will see another doctor later this week.
So, Derek is home this week from work, and I am playing nurse. Derek did such a fantastic job taking care of me during my bedrest. I hope to be as good. Let me tell you, though, I'm tired already! Feeding babies, making dinner, getting meds, freezing ice packs, mowing grass, doing homework... Just when I think that I cannot fit anymore into my day, I do!
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holy cow becky, i thought my weekend was insanely busy but yours was more than twice as crazy! wow! i am sorry to hear about derek's ankle, i hope it heals soon!
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