shartley
04-12-2002, 06:30 AM
Adventures at the Hartley house…..
Last night after dinner, I had my Wife give me a haircut. We were ALMOST through with it when over the buzz of the clippers we heard some God Awful Screaming!
Needless to say this took us by surprise. First the clippers were turned off to determine whether the sound was from the TV in the living room, the radio, or what. Well, it turned out it was from the “what”. My wife dropped the clippers on the counter and I whipped off my “hair cutting cape” like Zorro and we both took off.
We ran through the house to the source of the screaming (which was the back yard) with horrific thoughts running through our heads. It is amazing the amounts of bad things that can run through your head in a fraction of a second.
You see, we have a Rottweiller and our youngest is only 20 months old. You can imagine the visions THAT brought up in our minds. I know this is a terrible thing to think, and our dog is the most wonderful and sweet dog you could ever hope for, BUT…. in times of fear ALL the possibilities emerge themselves in their most horrific forms.
Well, as we ran through the back door onto the patio, we were relieved to not find an out of control dog with a child half torn apart hanging from her mouth. THANK GOD! What we did see was our 14 year old daughter Jess laying on the ground and screaming in pain. No blood, no signs extruding bones, just laying there with one leg bent.
To say we were instantly relieved would be putting it mildly. However with THAT said, we immediately felt a bit of guilt for being “happy” that it was “just” Jessica laying there. Oh the rides your emotions can take you on in times of crisis.
Well, I went over to her and saw at once that she had dislocated her knee. Jess had been playing soccer with our dog and made a sharp turn and kicked at the same time. POP That did it. Painful, yes, life threatening, not likely… Dad felt much better.
I had my Wife call 911 and got Jess a blanket. I did my best to keep her mind off the pain and stayed with her until the Paramedics arrived. I then let them do their job. And off to the ER we went… Jess in the ambulance, Mom and Dad in the car, the rest of the kids at home worrying.
Well, with the morphine given to her in IV at the house, more at the ER, and then some Nitrox (sp? Laughing Gas) to say Jess was feeling okay would be an understatement. LOL They got her knee back in place and we were out of there (keep in mind this is ER time which takes 1 hour for every minute of actual “real” time needed to complete a task… LOL) and on our way home with Jess in a pretty blue knee brace and owning a nice set of crutches.
She got to stay home from school today, but is feeling badly because it takes her so long to get around. I told her she will do alright. Plus I guess Dad will have to drive her to school for a while (the kids normally walk… got to love rezoning of bus routs… all these years of bussing and now they determine we live about a half a block too close to school.. go figure.).
Well….. since you all seem to like to talk about your “injuries” I would share the latest at the Hartley house. The last one was two years ago when Jay broke both bones in his left forearm. Let’s pray it is as LEAST another two years before another…..
Oh… my haircut turned out okay. ;)
Last night after dinner, I had my Wife give me a haircut. We were ALMOST through with it when over the buzz of the clippers we heard some God Awful Screaming!
Needless to say this took us by surprise. First the clippers were turned off to determine whether the sound was from the TV in the living room, the radio, or what. Well, it turned out it was from the “what”. My wife dropped the clippers on the counter and I whipped off my “hair cutting cape” like Zorro and we both took off.
We ran through the house to the source of the screaming (which was the back yard) with horrific thoughts running through our heads. It is amazing the amounts of bad things that can run through your head in a fraction of a second.
You see, we have a Rottweiller and our youngest is only 20 months old. You can imagine the visions THAT brought up in our minds. I know this is a terrible thing to think, and our dog is the most wonderful and sweet dog you could ever hope for, BUT…. in times of fear ALL the possibilities emerge themselves in their most horrific forms.
Well, as we ran through the back door onto the patio, we were relieved to not find an out of control dog with a child half torn apart hanging from her mouth. THANK GOD! What we did see was our 14 year old daughter Jess laying on the ground and screaming in pain. No blood, no signs extruding bones, just laying there with one leg bent.
To say we were instantly relieved would be putting it mildly. However with THAT said, we immediately felt a bit of guilt for being “happy” that it was “just” Jessica laying there. Oh the rides your emotions can take you on in times of crisis.
Well, I went over to her and saw at once that she had dislocated her knee. Jess had been playing soccer with our dog and made a sharp turn and kicked at the same time. POP That did it. Painful, yes, life threatening, not likely… Dad felt much better.
I had my Wife call 911 and got Jess a blanket. I did my best to keep her mind off the pain and stayed with her until the Paramedics arrived. I then let them do their job. And off to the ER we went… Jess in the ambulance, Mom and Dad in the car, the rest of the kids at home worrying.
Well, with the morphine given to her in IV at the house, more at the ER, and then some Nitrox (sp? Laughing Gas) to say Jess was feeling okay would be an understatement. LOL They got her knee back in place and we were out of there (keep in mind this is ER time which takes 1 hour for every minute of actual “real” time needed to complete a task… LOL) and on our way home with Jess in a pretty blue knee brace and owning a nice set of crutches.
She got to stay home from school today, but is feeling badly because it takes her so long to get around. I told her she will do alright. Plus I guess Dad will have to drive her to school for a while (the kids normally walk… got to love rezoning of bus routs… all these years of bussing and now they determine we live about a half a block too close to school.. go figure.).
Well….. since you all seem to like to talk about your “injuries” I would share the latest at the Hartley house. The last one was two years ago when Jay broke both bones in his left forearm. Let’s pray it is as LEAST another two years before another…..
Oh… my haircut turned out okay. ;)