All my son will ever know is love. His village is set up. Even in disappointment and grief, he will know and feel love. His father and I have built his/our community brick by brick and will continue to do so. #wrightforme#always
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Daycare calls me. That's never good.
For them.
Daycare: "your son hurt his elbow and won't move his arm. Can you come take him to a doctor's office?"
Me (ex Special Forces Medic): "A real doctor is on the way to you now. I am 6 mikes out. Alert me of status changes."
I arrive at daycare. I locate the patient. 21 month old male. Scene is not safe. I drag the patient to cover and concealment behind a seesaw, away from the other small terrorists in the AO.
I begin my assessment. Blood sweep negative for massive hemorrhage. Mental status: conscious and verbal but confused (answers "dada" when asked for blood type). One breath every 2 seconds. Bilateral rise and fall of the chest. Strong carotid pulse, strong bilat radial pulse.
Teeth and tongue intact no blood no mucus no dip or foreign objects. Eyes PERRLA, negative JVD/trach deviation, C-spine intact upon palpation.
Heart sounds strong upon auscultation. Percussion negative for hemo-T. Abdominal quads normal upon palpation. Pelvis negative for book sign.
Arms and legs negative for crepitus. However, Patient indicates discomfort in right arm upon palpation and supination/flexion of the elbow.
Nursemaid's elbow.
I begin interventions. Supination/flexion technique complete at 1215. Palpable clunk on successful reduction. I write the time on his chest in Sharpie. I tape a popsicle to his hand and tell the patient to suck but do not bite/chew. I write "1 x popsicle (10g sugar)" on his chest in Sharpie.
I reassess the patient after performing interventions then package the patient for handoff to daycare/higher level of care. I yell at daycare over the Blackhawk in my head: "21 month old male!!! Nursemaids elbow!!! Treated with supination/flexion technique at 1215!!! Patient has 1 x popsicle onboard!!"
Daycare: "sir please leave."
Me: "you should have called my wife."
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Nope. The dynamics between the new mom and then maternal and paternal grandmother are completely different. My mom is still a mom first, and she was there to take care of me and make my nostalgic childhood soup and help with my laundry. My MIL was there as a grandmother and just wanted to hold the baby, yap about how much he looks like her great uncle twice removed, and even sprawled out on my couch while I was having to stand like 4 days after birth.
A new mom shouldn’t have to deal with nonsense and if anyone, grandparents or other, want to see a freshly newborn baby then they shouldn’t be annoying
Bought bananas from @SamsClub on May 2nd via pick up. They gave me green ones which was okay. Dont want them to go bad too fast. However, it is now the 13th and the bananas still look like this.... what kind of bananas are these?
There’s a TikTok of a girl videoing her bf sweating/looking nervous bc he was about to propose and all these comments from other women about how nervous their men were are absolutely FRYING me 😭
My brother is having his paycheck docked by his own niece.
I need you to understand just how funny this is to me.😂
It all started at a family cookout.
My brother has always been the clown of the family, pranks, jokes, the guy who thinks he’s the funniest person in any room. Sometimes he actually is.
My daughter was standing by the pool, minding her own business. She had a brand new phone in her hand and new AirPods in her ears.
My brother got that familiar mischievous look in his eyes.
She saw it immediately.
“Don’t,” she warned him, dead serious. No smile. No playfulness. Full eye contact. “Don’t.”
He picked her up anyway and threw her straight into the pool.
Phone. AirPods. Gone.
He was crying with laughter before she even hit the water.
My daughter surfaced, pushed her wet hair back, and looked at her uncle with the most terrifying calm I have ever witnessed. Then she said one sentence:
“You’re replacing these.”
My brother waved her off, still laughing. “It was just a prank! Relax.”
Rookie mistake.
She’s 19 and had just finished a business law class. Three days later, she filed in small claims court like she’d been waiting her whole life for this moment.
She won without breaking a sweat.
When he refused to pay, she went back to court.
Now a judge is garnishing my brother’s paycheck every single month until the debt is cleared.
My brother calls me weekly to complain about it.
I always put the phone on mute so he doesn’t hear me laughing.😂
Meanwhile, my daughter walks around completely unbothered with her shiny new phone and AirPods, as if nothing ever happened.
She’s only 19 years old.
I have never been more proud of anything in my entire life.💜