Izzy's Newest Accident

Izzy.

Poor, poor Izzy.

If it's gonna happen,

It's gonna happen to Izzy.

Mosquito bites,

Ant Bites,

Falls,

Bumps,

Bruises,

You name it.

It's for Izzy.

Last Sunday, she fell down.

We don't know what she hit.

She doesn't know what she hit.

All I know is that

I left her for two minutes

And the next time I saw her,

she had a golf ball-sized knot

on her already large forehead.

(these are from Chris' phone on the way to the ER)

Seriously?

I was shocked.

All I could do was breathe,

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus....

I had no words, not one.

Chris said lets go & I walked her

directly to the car.

I called out to my brothers &

In-Laws to take care of the other two.

We drove from the driveway

with Alexander crying for his sister

praying for her to be okay.

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus was all I could say.

I swear, I couldn't get any other words out.

In the midst of searching

for other words,

an unspeakable peace came over us.

Inexplicable.

That child began giggling,

talking,

singing.

Seriously?

We drove to the ER in peace.

We felt silly, actually.

Taking this giggly girl

inside the sick, solemn ER.

It could have been so much worse.

So much worse.

Just for peace of mind,

we had her checked.

We were in & out in 1 hour.

We left with instructions

on what signs to look for

in case she got worse.

Nothing prepared us

for the shiner we woke up to

the next morning.

Comical.

Poor baby looked like she came out

of a bar fight

(excuse the food on her face, she's only still during meal times.)

And it got worse that Tuesday.

The bridge of her nose was swolen so much

that I brought her into the Pediatrician.

She told me that the black eyes were

going to become worse before they got better.

Seriously?

Yep.

They sure did.

One week later, both black eyes are

almost gone.

If it's gonna happen,

It's gonna happen

to Izzy.