Sick and Broken

Yesterday will not go down in history as one of the best days. First, Lily woke up gagging and saying she had to throw up, but she didn't. Otherwise, she seemed totally fine, happy and hyper so I didn't think anything of it, but we didn't go to Grandma's as planned, just in case. I'm glad we decided to stay home since 20 minutes after she ate dry toast for breakfast she ended up spewing it all over the playroom. This trend continued throughout the day, and she wasn't keeping anything down -- not even water. So I took her to the urgent care for kids nearby which was AWESOME! We were in and out in less than an hour. They gave her some anti-nausea meds, waited 15 minutes for them to kick in, and then gave her a juice box and we waited another 15 minutes to make sure she kept it down. Thankfully she did and we were on our way. I was hoping the worst was behind us, but she ended up waking up at 2 am last night (exactly 9 hours after the 8 hour lasting meds were taken) and threw up again. She knew it was coming since she called me into her room, yet she didn't stand up and ended up throwing all over herself and her bed. So I had to bathe her again real quick and change out all her bedding. But we had gotten a prescription for more anti-nausea meds at the Dr's, so I gave her more of that and she woke up and ate the biggest bowl of Cheerios, which I am hoping to not see later on today. :) So we'll see how today goes . . . .

Meanwhile, Chip was at work and it was a drizzly rainy day. Apparently a few of them were out on the course and decided to hit a few balls (but not Chip since he has had a really bad stiff neck since we got back from CA -- daybeds, don't agree with him :) and they were helping some cart girl learn to golf. She wasn't getting it at all, and was constantly hitting the ball way too hard. Chip was trying to help her control and slow down her swing, so he was behind her, with his hand on her shoulder coaching her to gently swing when she whacked the hell out of it again and in the process whacked the hell out of Chip's face!! Of course, I wasn't there, but the story is that he was thrown to the ground and the blood was flowing. SO much blood. Frank was there and immediately took control and got him to the ER. Everyone was pretty freaked out by the strength of the blow, the sound it made and the amount of blood. He ended up being VERY lucky as all he has is a concussion, face laceration which required 6 stitches and a broken nose. He thinks his glasses saved him from a broken eye socket and if the swing was any lower he would have for sure lost some teeth. He is supposed to meet with a plastic surgeon this week since he nose is about a quarter inch father to the left (his right). Needless to say, he is getting pretty tired of all my Pete Carroll/Owen Wilson jokes. :) But the poor guy is pretty miserable and in a lot of pain.

Lily at the Urgent Care. The whole office had an outer space theme and a TV in every room. So she was content for a little while watching Noggin (which I guess is Nick Jr now), but then wanted to sing and dance around the room. She did not look or seem even slightly ill!

Checking out the TV again mid-dance routine.

It doesn't appear all that bad and thankfully the laceration is right along where the nose attaches to the face. But it is pretty swollen and it is hard for him to wear his glasses (which thankfully survived).

This is a freaky photo -- I think he looks like a psycho, but you can see (if you know him well enough) how his nose is offset to the left.