To kick off the week back at school after the nice long holiday break, Adrienne came home yesterday looking like she'd been in a bar fight with some dude named Guido. The school nurse called me in the afternoon to inform me of her mishap, which was basically 'eyeball meets icy pavement'. When she said "this is Mrs. So-and-So, the school nurse" I groaned "oohhh" in a way that made her laugh and admit that no one ever likes hearing from her (well, maybe if you school nurses ever contacted us for a pleasant reason...). Obviously, it's bruised and puffy and looks painful, but she insists it's not. This faux-stoicism presents itself whenever my kids manage to mangle themselves in some way. After every loud clunk in the house, someone will immediately shout "I'm okay!" The kids don't even like to wear band-aids, lest the slightest special attention should lead to a trip to the doctor - that evil giver of shots and yucky medicines.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Back-to-School Shiner
To kick off the week back at school after the nice long holiday break, Adrienne came home yesterday looking like she'd been in a bar fight with some dude named Guido. The school nurse called me in the afternoon to inform me of her mishap, which was basically 'eyeball meets icy pavement'. When she said "this is Mrs. So-and-So, the school nurse" I groaned "oohhh" in a way that made her laugh and admit that no one ever likes hearing from her (well, maybe if you school nurses ever contacted us for a pleasant reason...). Obviously, it's bruised and puffy and looks painful, but she insists it's not. This faux-stoicism presents itself whenever my kids manage to mangle themselves in some way. After every loud clunk in the house, someone will immediately shout "I'm okay!" The kids don't even like to wear band-aids, lest the slightest special attention should lead to a trip to the doctor - that evil giver of shots and yucky medicines.
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