Red Shoulder Hawk

Red Shoulder Hawk

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Dodge the Children


Many years ago, on a quiet evening, the younger child suddenly began vomiting. I leaped up to his aid. The elder child impulsed and darted into my headlong rush-- avoiding her, I zigged a touch too far and caught my toe on the table or a chair, I really don't know which. My world suddenly exploded with pain which prevents me even now from fully recalling what I collided with.

I succeeded in entirely missing the child without the sense to stay out of my way, and I somehow made it to the other while he still needed me. After a time, with him cleaned up and with all three of us calm down in front of the TV, I noticed that my toes were sticking together, apparently from the blood that was drying between them. I went back to the bathroom, cleaned me up, and the next morning saw this lovely coloration upon awakening.

I'm very pleased with myself on a few counts. I did not mow down the foolish one. I attended the other before myself. And I never scolded either for any of the events. There was enough frustration and emotion flowing around without putting that into the mix. Frankly, it simply didn't occur to me. I busted my toe because I was moving too fast, not because someone forced me to.

I limped in to work that day, and discovered that I had a very short fuse. About the time I noticed that folks were running from me with their tails between their legs, it occured to me to tell them my fuse was short because I hurt. The reactions to the story were sharply divided:

Those without children said: "Sure am glad I don't have any! Ouch!"

Those with, said: "Ha, ha! When you are having another?"

6 comments:

  1. Let me be the first to wish you a very happy HNT!

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  2. Happy Half Nekkid Toesday...err Thursday ;)

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  3. Oh crap---that hurts to LOOK at, I can only imagine what it felt like---so when are you having another one? ;]

    Happy HNT!

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  4. Robin: Thank you!

    Myssa: :P lol

    Jenny, you get a :P too!

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  5. That is the worst kind of pain!
    Ouch!

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