I am trying to find the silver lining of today

After spending 6 hours….yes, I said 6 HOURS….with the house inspector the people buying our home hired, I was thinking things could only get better from there.

They didn’t.

We went to a friends house for a birthday party, and at about 7p.m. Quinn fell from the jungle gym and hurt himself. After questioning him, and trying to see if he could move his arm, I decided that a hospital visit was in order. 2 xrays later, it is believed that he might have fractured his forearm, but the verdict will come from the radiologist in the morning.

He is now in a posterior splint cast, and sound asleep next to me. I love him so much. It was terrible to see him in such pain.**

Oh, and the grand finale? The cherry on the cake of my day? When we got out of the car at the hospital, my almost 13yo son left the sliding door to the van open after I TOLD HIM “CORY, SHUT THE DOOR TO THE VAN***…… and, and, and……………………..someone reached inside and stole my new Nikon D-80 camera. The f’ers were even congregating around the door to the hospital and took off to their cars rather quickly when I came out and headed to my van. I didn’t realize the camera was gone until I got home.

I am still holding out a small bit of hope that I left the camera at my friends, but a 10p.m. call to her house after we got out of the E.R. yielded no camera after she did a quick sweep of the kitchen.

I am just sick about it. Sick, sick, sick. I am hoping our car insurance will cover it, but I seriously doubt it.

Here are my wishes for tomorrow;

1) That the radiologist will say there is no break in Quinns arm.

2) That Kathy, Jamie and the kids remain safe from harm.

3) That the house inspection report is good.

4) That my camera was indeed in a chair, hiding at my friends

**He woke in night hurting very bad, poor little guy. Can’t imagine it is not broken..(sigh)

***This morning I am wondering if he did close the door, as he says, and someone opened it….I remember turning and seeing him reach for the bottom on the automatic slid.