my name is not GRACE for a reason!

You never know where you are going to find someone who understands....

This past Saturday was my youngest daughters high school graduation party, and toward the end of the party, I tripped over a root of a tree (a root that I had warned people about over and over about through the day,but failed to heed my own advise) and after getting the party all cleaned up, I really had a chance to check out my foot, and then I decided on a quick trip to the emergency room, since I could no longer get my foot in any of my shoes, and the top of my foot was a beautiful shade of purple.

The emergency room was quiet for a Saturday night - and we got in pretty quickly. Several nurses asked what I had taken for pain management, which was nothing, since I recently had a fill, and pills and I are not getting along very well. The doctor who first checked in on my ordered 400mg of childrens Motrin, and pretty soon a beautiful nurse knocked on the door and said "can I ask why childrens Motrin, and not adult Motrin?" - I explained about my surgery, and my recent fill, and my nurse gave me a hug, and said she, too, is a bandster, and that she understood perfectly what I was going through! It was such a comforting situation, and I knew that no matter what the xray showed, I was in good hands. This nurse checked on me several times, we compared stories, shared experiences, and bonded over our bands in the ER - and not only do I have a new friend on this journey (she is already at goal) but I hobbled out with no broken bones, just a severe sprain of my foot.

You just never know where you are going to find support....and I am so happy that I found this nurse, who took the time to double check orders, and make my visit to the ER easy!