Need I say more? Mine were here for a mere three days and yet I sense the recovery time will be at least double that. A visit from my mother-in-law means…meddling, questioning, judgments, double standards, criticism. Not on my part but her’s. Anything I say in my defense is met with hyper sensitivity, generalizations, more criticism, and judgment. How does one deal with a person who has no respect for boundaries? So I am left behind in a wake of questioning. Why is it that I let one person have such control over me? That is for sure what she wants and I am handing it right over. Yet every time I realize this after she has left. So I promise to hold on stronger to my resolve next time and not let her get the better of me. Some day I hope I can actually do it!
Broken December 18, 2007
Last week my nine year old daughter fell ice skating and broke her leg. It was an unfortunate event of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. She and one of the dads on the rink (who we know) got tangled up and he landed on her leg. Resulting in a spiral fracture of the tibia starting right above where the skates ended. The doc says they saved her ankle. I guess that is a good thing. Apparently the bone heals stronger, but joints are another story.
This is our second visit to the emergency room. The first was with the same daughter 3 years ago for a broken are, right above the elbow. That one required a trip to OR in order to set it and then a night in the hospital to make sure she did ok coming out of anesthesia. For some reason I managed to be strong for her and didn’t have to fight off the waves of nausea usually brought about by hospitals. But this time I was stuck in the hall with my head between my knees trying not to become a patient myself.
I could go into many angles of this whole experience right now…like how stupid EMT’s nurses are compared to the intuition of a mother, or how irate I was that they left my 9 year old to endure the pain and scream for 45 minutes straight, or how my 5 month old is sick from spending the day at the hospital where it is supposedly CLEAN and everyone washes their hands! Can you tell I HATE hospitals! That is why I have a mid-wife and family physician and we eat right and exercise and utilize natural remedies as much as possible. Because I think our Western medicine SUCKS!
The point I REALLY want to make here though, is how strongly connected a mother and child are. As much as I wanted to be strong for my daughter, I really felt her pain and her disappointment. She is a VERY active child, with hopes of her team taking first in indoor soccer this season, ice skating and swimming lessons, skiing this winter, and maybe some more basketball at Grandpa’s. Now she is stationary (and in a lot less pain thankfully) on the couch. It being Christmas, I really want to try to keep her spirits up. That is my sole task for my broken daughter right now!
