#1. So Wednesday night I get a call telling me that Morghan is running a fever of 106 F. ... Nearly had a heart attack as I bolted out the door saying I wasn't coming in tomorrow. The whole way home I was coaching Chase on what to do. Strip her down to her panties, get a cool washclothe, grab a pedialtye popsicle, giver her motrin... I felt as if I couldn't get home fast enough. Its so odd that she would have this right now because at almost the exact time last year she was running a high fever as well. Finally I walked in the door and scooped up my little fireball. I felt like I was going to burn myself just holding her!
#2. Still running a fever we stayed home from school/work and hung out all day. By the end of the day she seemed to feeling much better so I loaded her up and ran to the store to pick up some things for dinner. So later that night Chase was outside cooking the steaks and I went out there to check and see if mine was cookedthe way I wanted yet. I didn't realize that Morghan would be standing on the otherside of the door awaiting my return. Now as if a wooden door wouldnt be bad ours is METAL, a big heavy metal door. The only window is so small and high I would have to stand on my toes to see in. Not thinking I ran in to the house to check on the potatoes.
As I run in I slam the door right in to Morghan knocking her back and easy 2-3 feet and immeadiately she is screaming the worst, painful scream you can imagine. I grab her and run to the couch trying to calm her down inspecting her for any and all boo-boos. Its at this point I realize her foot may be broken. I'm screeeeaaaming from the living room for Chase to come inside a good couple minutes before he hears me. We grabbed an ice pack, which she reluctantly place on her foot. We waited for her to calm down before sitting her on the counter to compare her feet. Its pretty obvious that her right foot is swollen already a red/purple color. As mean as it sounds I lightly pressed on her foot to make sure there wasnt some massive break. We didn't take her to the ER because we both know it wouldn't accomplilsh anything. They wont cast toes! The next morning I took her to see her Pediatrician who told me that not going to the ER is ok.
All in all she as 3 broken bones, and as I said they will not put a cast on her. Little ones grow so quickly they'd have to change it every other week. She can walk on it just fine now I just have to keep an eye out to see if she starts limping or has an increase in pain as those could signify a stress fracture.
#3. Today we had a kitchen fire. It was awful, and if Chase hadn't been there I seriously do now know what I would have done. I froze up and my mind was a complete blank. The best I can figure something had fallen under the burner and caught on fire, because I wasnt frying anything that could have splashed out. As soon as I saw the flames I grabbed the skillet and pots and put them on the other side of the kitchen and just started yelling for Chase. He grabbed the fire extg. and went to work. 10 seconds later the fire alarm went off and took Morghan outside so she wasn't breathing in the smoke and chemicals from the extinguisher. We spent the next 30 minutes cleaning the stove up YAY! Lucky I save some time because the pasta kept cooking while it sat on the other counter haha.
#4. Chase is leaving on Wednesday for 6 weeks. Totally sucks.
#5. My daughter's favorite way to torture me is to say I'm not her mom, and she doesn't want to be my friend, and she doesnt love me. I may deserve this after breaking her foot and all.
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