10:20 PM: It's been an exciting day in our household. Let me start by saying that I slept pretty well until around 4:00 AM and then started coughing and couldn't really sleep well for the next two hours or so. I finally got the coughing under control and fell asleep around 6:00 when Sophie woke up and wanted me. Oh well. Randall got up shortly after that and prepared to leave for his trip (he arrived in Nashville safe and sound, and he's spending tonight with his mom in Clarksville). I got the girls ready for school and daycare, and we went out to wait for the bus in our car at the end of the driveway. Elisabeth wanted to get a stuffed kitty she had planned on taking to school, so I told her to run into the house to get it. It looked like her scarf had gotten stuck in the door when she slammed it, but she ran to the house and got the toy. When she came back, she was crying because it turned out to be her finger (pointer finger on the right side) that got slammed in the door. It was already really swollen and looked awful. The skin was broken and everything. We dropped Sophie off at daycare, and then we went to Elisabeth's school, where I asked the nurse to take a look at it. She thought we should take her to Urgent Care. I knew the one in Dunn wasn't open until 9:00, and I wasn't sure they had an x-ray machine, so the nurse suggested I take her to Clinton (which is about 20 minutes away to the south). We actually came home and had a quick breakfast first and then drove down to Clinton. The doctor didn't see any indication of breaks (but will send the films over to the radiologist at the hospital). They taped Elisabeth's finger on a splint (with bright blue tape!) so she would be more comfortable, and I took her back to school (ater a quick trip to Bojangles). I think Elisabeth is actually enjoying the extra attention. I accused her of trying to break all ten of her fingers before she graduates from elementary school (she didn't think that was very funny).
Sophie did well at school today. I took the girls to dance class tonight, and Sophie decided she didn't want to dance. The last time that happened, Randall brought her home and I went back later to pick up Elisabeth. Since that wasn't an option (and because someone was expecting me to call during dance class), I told Sophie she didn't have to dance but I did want her to sit to the side in the classroom and watch. She said she would do that and told everyone we saw that she wasn't going to dance--she was just going to watch. As I suspected, she watched for just a minute or two and then joined in the fun. It's been about 3 weeks since the last class, and everyone commented on how much her hair has grown.
I am T I R E D! I had hoped to take a nap this afternoon, but since I missed the whole morning dealing with Elisabeth's medical emergency, I felt like I needed to work the rest of the day. I am looking forward to going to bed soon, and I really hope I can avoid any coughing attacks during the night.