How could I have parented for almost 22 years without knowing about these cool things?
Feeling bolstered with her knowledge, I went back across the street, handed the tape and the job off to the squabbling kids. But, with every twitch of the tail, blood splattered all over the dining room, the window, the rug and the kids. I had to go into my room and call my doctor, so I left them alone. They came in on occasion, wondering if they could give the cat any of my Percostat, wondering if they could use the haircutting scissors, wondering if they could use Neosporin. I said No, Yes, Yes, and made an appointment for 3:30pm.
Since Grace used to want to be a nurse, she had to do most of the shaving and repairing.
When the cat was finally shaved and bandaged, not sure if it looked as Kelly had instructed, we let him go, began disinfecting the house, soaking clothing and blankets in cold water, and thought we would enjoy a peaceful lunch.
Jon came to me, begging to take a shower before lunch. He said, “Mom, I look like a Civil War surgeon!” He did, and for once I didn’t have my camera to capture the moment and illustrate his very home-schooled description of his condition.
Beka asked if she could play outside for a few minutes while I made lunch.
Did I say peaceful? The next cry was from Rebekah.
“Mom, little Norah fell off the ledge at her house and broke her arm.”
I hurried across the street, following the sounds of a very distraught little girl. I met Kelly at her front door. She holding a crying child and a diaper bag with a confused look on her face. My extremely capable neighbor, the mother who teaches me things, looked so sad and said, “I don’t know what to do.” A hurting child can do that to a mother, the ache for them is so great, you lose your ability to focus on anything else but their heart-wrenching cries.
I held little Norah while she administered Tylenol and called the pediatrician. Because the break was near the elbow, he directed us to the emergency room. We spent several hours together, doing the things Moms do in times like this, chatting and entertaining a precious little one who is suffering a great deal. I thought it sweet that Norah’s favorite toy was also from Build-A-Bear, an adorably fuzzy gray cat she calls Miss Kitty. She cuddled her all day and made me wish I had brought my monkey.
By 3pm, it was determined that Kelly needed to take Norah to Children’s Hospital.
As we parted in the hospital parking lot, I hugged Kelly and told her it was the best day of my life and the worst. It was the worst because we survived several tragedies, although the kitty tail was awfully unimportant compared to Norah’s precious little arm, but we rejoiced that we were together. We were true neighbors and true friends.
It reminded me of the time, several years ago, when that House-Across-the-Street was sitting empty, and my heart was so lonely I thought I could die. I prayed and prayed for whoever would buy that house and I determined we would be friends, whether the wife wanted to be my friend or not. I knew I needed someone. But, the Lord knew that Kelly needed someone, too. She moved from the other coast with her hubby and two very little kids and was as lonely as I was. It was Friendship at First Sight. Within days, we were in and out of each other’s homes and lives and have shared a great friendship. Today was proof. As we hugged in the parking lot, we both rejoiced in that knowledge that we didn’t have to walk those hard days alone.
Because, I have Kelly-Across-the-Street.
To read her version of the Most Horriblest, Wonderfulest Day click here.
There is indeed hardly any thing better than to have a friend like Kelly!! Thank you, Lord for answered prayers!!
I am so thankful that Kelly has such a good friend in you. You are there when I can’t be. Bless you.Kathy (Kelly’s mom)Also love the way you write!!
I had a similar problem the other day with our dog here is a quick fix until you can stitch things up: cayenne pepper! sprinkle it on the open wound and the the blood will clot immediately, it doesn’t hurt the animal even when they lick it off. I haven’t tried it on humans yet, but it works great!