I've been mislead..

Somewhere in my life, I had the perception that Sunday afternoons were supposed to be relaxing. This afternoon was not relaxing.

How could it be relaxing? It involved an Emergency Room visit AND a 911 call over two separate issues.. Who does THAT happen to? Let me fill you in!

It all started when our sweet little girl decided she was going to open the big garage door ALL.BY.HERSELF. Daddy said the door opened and Kayleigh disappeared. Yeah, cause she was in the house crying to me. "Blood, OWIE, waahhh" etc. The best we could figure out? She opened the big door, and in the process, got her fingers run over on the track.

Now, Kayleigh's usually pretty tough. So for her to carry on about pain is sort of a red flag. Leland and I were debating if we needed an Emergency Room visit. I decided to take Kayleigh for a drive and see if I could calm her down. In the meantime, Kayleigh has decided SHE needs to go to the doctor.

On the way up to the hospital, she alluded to something about seeing Seth. "Kayleigh, you remember baby Seth is in Heaven, right?" By the time we got to the ER, and got triaged, she was doing much better. I decided we didn't need to be seen. "Kayleigh, I think we can go home now" "Okay. But not until we see baby Seth." ::::Sigh:::: We decided to go upstairs and visit our friend baby Jethro. Jethro has tricuspid atresia, hypoplastic right heart syndrome and just had his Glenn surgery last week. He's currently in the same room Seth was in post-Glenn. But that's an entirely different post.

So Kayleigh and I visit Jethro, and a bunch of PICU nurse friends. We have a treat in the cafeteria. I offered ice cream. Kayleigh chose broccoli, carrots, cherry tomatoes and cucumber from the salad bar. Whose daughter is she???

So after a somewhat emotional visit, Kayleigh and I headed home. So we're in the van. We stop at a red light about 3 cars back from the light. I notice the driver in the SUV at the light stick his arm out the window and motion to the car next to him, that "come here" motion. A guy jumps out of the passenger side of the car next to them and before I know it, they are rolling around in the middle of the street and fighting. Meanwhile, the light turns green. No one can move because these are the two vehicles at the front of the line. I called 911. By the end of my call, the operator said that they were receiving several calls.

So THAT was my adventurous Sunday afternoon.. So much for quiet and relaxing, huh?