The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

MySmallWorldof4

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He handled it so well all day. We just got him to bed and he burst into tears because he doesn't know how to do anything...brushing his teeth, getting his clothes off, how to lie down in bed. He's really overwhelmed and scared...doesn't want to go outside for recess because he's scared something else will happen. We've got the whole weekend to figure it out, but he's nervous and panicking. So we told him for now he doesn't need to worry about anything, just rest and we'll figure it all out together. So he held it together well in the moment, which surprised me, but now it's catching up to him.
Awe. Poor little guy. He was probably running on endorphins earlier so maybe the whole situation hadn’t really hit him. Now that he is home, he probably realized all that had happened today. I don’t blame him for being scared. He was finally in a safe place and that all got thrown out the window today.
 

Songbird76

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Oh goodness I’m so sorry about this!!!

Was he pushed intentionally or was it an accident?

It’s so horrible to watch your child with a broken bone :(. Sounds like the break was the best a break could be and won’t need any pins or surgery.. I’m sending good thoughts that it was set correctly the first time!! Poor kiddo :( He handled it like a champ from the sounds of it! How long will the cast stay on? He could have fun with letting you draw something on it and obtaining signatures :)
He says it was intentional, and this IS the same kid who punched him a couple months back. The explanation we got back then was that DS became overwhelmed by a whole bunch of kids shouting instructions at him, he started screaming, and the other kid is sensitive to noise and his reflex is to take a swing. When the teacher called us today, DS was getting his x-ray, and then we called back when they told us it was broken, while we were waiting in the ER. So we haven't really had the conversation with the teacher that we need to have. We'll have to have that conversation Monday, I guess. But I definitely think this kid's insurance should be paying the medical bills on this. I don't know how it will work out.
We don't know how long it will take. The ER doc said they don't do diagnosis, just the treatment, and they rarely see kids back in the ER for further treatment, it's handled by the family doctor. So she really didn't know, but said probably a few weeks. She said we'll know more after his check-up in a week. He has the one tomorrow to make sure it set right, and then if it's ok, we come back in a week and we'll find out then how long he will be in a cast.
The problem we have right now is that we have no way to get him home from school. He can't ride his bike with a broken wrist in a cast. But we live too close to be eligible for a taxi service, and too far to walk. But DH can't come home early every day to pick him up, either, so we're not sure what to do yet. And he's already SO overwhelmed with everything...he just keeps saying he's so confused and he can't stop crying. We need to get him calmed down before we can work out the solutions to everything else. I think it's going to be a long night.

I've also noticed that these things are only happening on Fridays. His regular teacher has Fridays off and it's the assistant in charge. (I don't know how much you guys follow foreign soccer, but the assistant teacher is a famous Dutch soccer player's brother. I'll PM you if you want to know who, but it's not something I want to post publicly. Just knowing how into soccer you are, I thought you and T might be interested) But it seems like kids are taking advantage of the fact that the regular teacher isn't there, and that's when it goes wrong. So that's something we'll need to discuss with the school, too.
 

Songbird76

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So last night, actually from 3- just about 10pm I volunteered to help out with rehearsal for the gymnastics year end show. Apparently I was the only parent that volunteered for last night. I helped the photographer by handing out forms and stamping checks, and basically making sure everyone knew where to get their kids pictures taken. So the way it worked was you needed a form per kid, and if a kid wanted a picture with a friend, or if their were sibling pictures, then they needed a separate form for that. So things are rolling smooth. One of my friends was on line and all of a sudden, a mom came out from the room they were taking the pictures at and walked to the table where I was and huffed with her hands on her hips. She said basically that next year they needed to have a better system for pictures or better instructions, because she wasn't told that she needed a separate form filled out if her 2 kids wanted a picture together. She said she came to me and said that I told her she needed a separate form per kid, but she didn't know that she would need one if her kids would get a picture together. Then she said, "Well you just lost out on some money." I was thinking, well you didn't mention you wanted your kids to get pictures together.:banghead::banghead: Plus I didn't know she had 2 kids. :rolleyes:She came from behind me when she asked about a form per kid, so obviously I answered her question and didn't ask if she wanted the kids in a pose together. All I said was, I don't work for the photographer. I am just a parent volunteer and I would pass on her criticism. My friend who heard the whole thing just rolled her eyes. At the end when I went to bid the gym owner goodbye, she asked what the ruckus was about. I told her, and she said that even if there was a sign, that their would be people that wouldn't read it anyway. I wasn't fussed. In the whole scheme of my little world right now, I brushed it off as just someone needing to complain just to complain. She easily could have filled out another form in the picture taking room as her kids photos were being taken. On another note, the photographers came to me at the end and thanked me for helping out. They said they never had such a smooth flow of people. They offered to give me a free package of littlest dd when she takes team pictures in the fall.:)
Ugh, there's always one, isn't there? That one parent who is going to complain and act like it's all your fault that SHE didn't know what she was doing. Or like they are more important than anyone else there, paying the same amount of money as they are.
I overheard a woman in the ER today complaining to the receptionist about how long it was taking. They TOLD us it was going to take a while because it was really busy. And then she starts saying " I'm pretty sure I was here before that one lady, and she's being helped!" which may have been true, but they also have to take into account the severity of the injury/illness and this lady was just sitting there calm as you please...who knows WHAT was wrong. So many people go in there with something minor and expect to be the first person seen. She came in after us, and we had been sitting there for AGES. When we were finally seen, they apologized for how long it took, and for the miscommunication and thanked us for being so patient. I was thinking...really...what does it accomplish to chew them out? It doesn't make it go faster, and probably takes longer because now they have to deal with your hissy fit instead of helping the people who need it so they can get to you. And if we'd have freaked out, it would have freaked out DS. But is it really SO hard to just have some patience and wait your turn, or fill out that one extra form? A simple "I was told I need to fill out a separate form for the girls to have a picture together. Have you got an extra and a pen?" She could have had it filled out and turned back in in the time it took her to bite your head off. :rolleyes:
 

Songbird76

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Awe. Poor little guy. He was probably running on endorphins earlier so maybe the whole situation hadn’t really hit him. Now that he is home, he probably realized all that had happened today. I don’t blame him for being scared. He was finally in a safe place and that all got thrown out the window today.
That's exactly it....now that it's over, he has time to think about it and he's so so overwhelmed with emotions. Fear, pain, anger, frustration. So much going on in his head and he has always had problems sorting this kind of thing out. We're just trying to help him break everything down into small steps. " Ok, first, we need to get that shirt off. Here's how we're going to do that....ok, now you need to go to the bathroom, here's how we're going to get the toilet paper." We'll get there, he just needs help navigating it and working through that fear and realizing he CAN do stuff.
 

donaldtoo

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I went shopping for my spring/summer plants today. It was a rough day at school and the thought of doing planting just didn’t strike my fancy, so when I saw the hanging baskets of geraniums were on sale it seemed like a sign to just be lazy and buy pre-made baskets. I bought 5 baskets and hung those up within 2 minutes of being home. Easy peasy! Although I do have to plant my basil and parsley plant but that won’t take long.

Also I saw this sign at the grocery store and it made me laugh so I thought I would share.

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And when I came home I had a box of summer reading material! Or as hubs says, a week of summer reading material! 🙂
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Cool on the plants, awesome on the books, and :hilarious: on the sign...!!! ;) :)
 

StarWarsGirl

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He handled it so well all day. We just got him to bed and he burst into tears because he doesn't know how to do anything...brushing his teeth, getting his clothes off, how to lie down in bed. He's really overwhelmed and scared...doesn't want to go outside for recess because he's scared something else will happen. We've got the whole weekend to figure it out, but he's nervous and panicking. So we told him for now he doesn't need to worry about anything, just rest and we'll figure it all out together. So he held it together well in the moment, which surprised me, but now it's catching up to him.
Oh I'm sure. When I tore a ligament in my thumb, I wanted to cry for all the same reasons, and I was an adult by then. Poor buddy.
 

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