challer
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Shoot, darn it, and all the other words I can say here.
So, I'm in the playground with my kids, and my son says one of those things like, "When I stretch my feet like this it hurts. Can you carry me?" Yeah, right. If the ice cream truck were here, you'd run without another thought. So he went home and rested with a pillow under his foot and went to sleep.
This morning he wakes up with a scream. He tries to get out of bed, and when he puts any pressure on his foot, he's in severe pain. It's real pain. I know because after watching TV, he gets up forgetting that his foot hurts, and immediately crumples up onto the floor in pain after standing on his foot. It's Sunday, and we have a covering doctor who will see him later.
Of course, this happens with kids. However, tonight begins Yom Kippur, the holiest night of the Jewish calendar. There is a ton of preparation to be done today, including eating and hydrating before the 25hour fast. Not only that, but I am the Cantor for tonight's Kol Nidre service and tomorrow morning services. I have extra stuff on my mind, and I am nervous I'm going to be spending the last few precious hours/minutes before sundown driving my son around to doctors and possibly x-rays.
My mind is racing around like it's Daytona 500 in my skull. I can't get a grip. I just hope motrin kicks in and makes his foot better in an hour. This is the only time I've been able to sit down since 7:30 am.
Son of a gun. Cheeze louise.
So, I'm in the playground with my kids, and my son says one of those things like, "When I stretch my feet like this it hurts. Can you carry me?" Yeah, right. If the ice cream truck were here, you'd run without another thought. So he went home and rested with a pillow under his foot and went to sleep.
This morning he wakes up with a scream. He tries to get out of bed, and when he puts any pressure on his foot, he's in severe pain. It's real pain. I know because after watching TV, he gets up forgetting that his foot hurts, and immediately crumples up onto the floor in pain after standing on his foot. It's Sunday, and we have a covering doctor who will see him later.
Of course, this happens with kids. However, tonight begins Yom Kippur, the holiest night of the Jewish calendar. There is a ton of preparation to be done today, including eating and hydrating before the 25hour fast. Not only that, but I am the Cantor for tonight's Kol Nidre service and tomorrow morning services. I have extra stuff on my mind, and I am nervous I'm going to be spending the last few precious hours/minutes before sundown driving my son around to doctors and possibly x-rays.
My mind is racing around like it's Daytona 500 in my skull. I can't get a grip. I just hope motrin kicks in and makes his foot better in an hour. This is the only time I've been able to sit down since 7:30 am.
Son of a gun. Cheeze louise.