"New Plaster" Day.....

This morning re-inforced to me, how...I don't do early mornings very well!

It was Fracture Clinic morning. *GROAN*

That means, you have to present to the Outpatients Dept of the hospital right on 7am, and its first in, first served process. *GROAN AGAIN!*

This week, I was a bit more switched on, & we got up earlier so that we could park directly in front, saving Jake the hobbling trip up the pathway on his crutches...(well, ok, I'll admit...he takes so freakin' long, which is really why I dropped him there!)

We were about the 5th in line. *YES!*

Only to get to the counter & discover the Dr we saw last week had actually failed to make Jake a new appointment, when he had told us to come back today.
*Insert really foul language right about here*

Considering I had Jayden with us...this was not good news.
The maniac almost 3 year old, was starting to lose patience fast...& we'd only been inside for approximately 4 minutes, at that stage.

It is amazing, the crap you come up with to entertain kids, when the need arises.
We ended up with a press-button belly-button which turned on & off when pressed.

The ON switch caused Jayden to run around like crazy, which received alot of attention & giggles from other waiting little ones.

The OFF switch caused him to suddenly become slow & quiet.
(He really should have one of them OFF switches fitted!)

He soon wore sick of that game, & decided the time was good to run amok.
Each time I had to bring him back from the area we were sitting in outside, in the sun, he would loudly protest, with "Ouch! My arm Mum!" which, of course had everyone turn & stare at me "abusing" my poor child..... *rolls eyes!*

Seriously though, where the hell do they learn some stuff???
Like, when I roused on him for kicking his brother (in the broken leg) he pouts, & says, "Don't yell at me Mum!"
Because, apparently, not giving in to him, or stopping him from doing something is "yelling" at him....

Anyway...we are home now, & we have a bright red fibreglass cast on Jake's leg.
I was even first to sign it. Ner!
I was allowed to write Crusty Demons on it for him, but, my personal message had to be proofread by him on paper first, for the level of wussiness it may rate, once he's back at school & his mates might read it....

Tonight, we are off to surprise Jamie's Dad, & rock up for dinner for his birthday.
Reminds me... I need to wrap his gift & sign his card!!

xxTxx