The last day of November was an interesting event....Sarah came to my classroom and had lunch with four other friends. She seemed perfectly fine and having a good day. I brought my class back to my classroom and was called by the office manager that Sarah was in there and saying she was going to pass out. I told them to keep her there, then send her back to class. I received another call and was told she was laying down passed out on the floor. So, the VP came down to my classroom and I headed up to the office. Yep, Sarah was laying on the nurse's bed with her eyes fluttering. I pretty much knew she was faking it. I tried waking her up and she fell to the floor....after about 10 minutes of her falling to the ground over and over, she started crying and screaming at me about her brain hurting. I finally got her to leave the office and took her to my class. I forgot to mention I had an extra eight students from another class sitting on my carpet area in the back. Sarah had a miraculous recovery and then proceeded to dance on top of a table, yell to everyone that I'm the worse mom, played Minecraft on the Ipad, playing with toys from the June box, made the kids giggle, yelled out that I was hurting her, and other things I don't even remember. I'm pretty sure that steam was coming out of my ears. I instructed her to stay in class, while I took my class out to drop them off out front. I forgot to mention that I called to cancel the nanny due to her behavior which really made her mad. Sarah wrote a note on the door, stating that she was going to the office. She took off running with the Ipad. I took my class out front and then went and got her from the office. She came into the room and was really angry and crying for about 20 minutes. I had to hold her wrists, so she would not run out of the room. I finally calmed her down and packed-up my stuff to head to horse riding lessons. I decided to cancel those too because she continued to go from nice, to mad, to angry, to nice again. I made her popcorn with butter and sent her for a quiet time in her room. I had the great idea to clean-up a bit...what a dumb idea. I asked her where her smoothie cup was and she said it was in the car. I climbed in the back and reached across to retrieve her cup. I was wearing slip on slippers. I was coming out backwards and tried jumping down from the car, but right when I did this my slipper slipped off (hard sole slipper) and when I landed my foot was not on the ground, but on the slipper. The slipper had turned sideways when it fell off and I landed it on it with my foot. I heard and felt a loud crack. Yes, yucky but I did!!! I started limping and crying while I tried to get back in the house. I told Sarah I broke my foot and she went into nurse mode. I couldn't decide what to do. I didn't know if I should go to the walk-in or hospital. Did I mention I hate germs, so either place was making me very panicked? She got her crutches, sweaters, snacks, and her pills. We got in the car and I drove to the hospital with my left foot. Or course, there was not one parking spot close to the emergency room and I realized I was going to have to hobble with Sarah's little crutches. LOL Well, I saw a man walking by my car with a red wheelchair. I yelled at him out the window if he needed the wheelchair anymore and he thankfully let me have it. Sarah retrieve the wheelchair, crutches, snacks, sweaters, and purse. She wheeled me all the way across the parking lot to the emergency room. Two nice people actually stopped to ask if they could help. There was no way Sarah was going to be denied her the privilege of wheeling me in the parking lot as fast as she could go. Sarah was with me in the emergency room for 2 1/2 hours. She diagnosing the broken foot to everyone in radiology after she saw the Xray. Sarah announced it to everyone in the waiting room, she conned the nursed into taking her vitals, chatted with other patients, she retrieved a blanket from the receptionist, and asked him about 40 times when we were next. So, thankful they were so patient. I text my sons a few times begging them to come and get her. Kyle finally came and took her. Thank goodness because they called me back to the room about 20 minutes later. Yep, doctor confirmed a clean break and said I was lucky it was not a fracture. They gave me another pair of crutches and a boot. I was then in a huge pickle. I had to confess to the nurse that I needed help getting to my car because I had two sets of crutches. She looked at me horrified and said I shouldn't drive. I told her I had to drive home, but needed help getting the other set of crutches to the car. She was so nice and took me all the way to the car and put both pairs of crutches in the car for me. I drove home with my LEFT foot. Thinking back on the day I realized what a great, amazing person Sarah is. I know she has so many issues, but what an amazing act of kindness she showed yesterday. The struggle is real, but worth all the struggle to be a mom to this child. The struggle is just part of her story. Joshua 1:9 Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go."
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