About a week ago Brittany started to get a crack on the bottom of her foot...actually where her fourth toe attaches to the bottom of her foot. One night after dance she asked me to look at it. We put peroxide on it and I wrapped it with gauze. Everyday since, the cut has grown so we began using anti bacterial cream and every time she does anything it would break open and further tear. In her line of work it is necessary for her to be on her feet constantly. Tuesday she wore tennis shoes and it felt better. Last night she was back in dance shoes with younger kids and it was worse. She didn't even want to walk on it. Not far from the studio is a walk in emergency room...it was just built and so I thought...maybe we could be seen quickly. My one thing was I didn't want her to get a staph infection or an infection of any kind. We walked into this beautiful new building last night around 9 and we were home before 10. She was the only patient. We felt a little silly being there for just a little toe. We kept joking with the staff...she saw 6 different people for this little toe. I told her we are going to pay the salaries for this visit lol. Anyway, the doctor took it serious and like me he said she was guaranteed infection so he didn't want to stitch her up...he felt that would cause infection instead she has to let it heal from the inside out and to do this she has to go easy on that foot...no running or dancing until it is healed...we have to keep it clean and she is now sporting a fancy surgical boot which will keep her foot from bending. I kind of joked that we need to add some sparkle to the boot after all blinging things out is our specialty. As we left the emergency room she found herself funny as she will now be hobbling around on this boot and it took 6 people and an emergency room visit for a half inch laceration.
It's good to laugh after all laughter is the best medicine!
The weird thing for me...she is now the legal one that signs all the papers. How hard to still be a mom and realize that you are no longer responsible to take care of your child. It's odd and silly...but even for her it was weird. Change can be so hard. But I am so blessed to have my daughter still around and that we can laugh at the silly things that com our way.
I totally get what you're saying! I have found myself in that position with Ted this year, realizing that I didn't have to accompany him to the dentist or doctor. A very out of control feeling for this over controlling mom!
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