Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The First Day of School......and the injuries it brings

Are any of you familiar with the Veggie Tales song Billy Joe McGuffrey? If you aren't, I encourage you to find it on the net or at your local book/music store. I'm even posting the lyrics for your enjoyment. :-)

Now Billy Joe McGuffrey was a really clumsy kid.
On the first day of first grade, I'll tell you what he did.
He tripped over a pencil box and flew up in the air,
Landed on a kangaroo who pulled out all his hair.

He needed first aide, in the first grade.
First aide, in the first grade.
First aide, in the first grade.
You could buy a zoo with all the doctor bills he payed.

Oh, Billy Joe McGuffrey was a really clumsy kid.
On the second day of second grade, I'll tell you what he did.
He slipped on a banana peel and flew up in the sky,
Landed on a chimpanzee who poked him in the eye.

He needed first aide, in the second grade.
First aide, in the second grade.
First aide, in the second grade.
You could buy a zoo with all the doctor bills he payed.

Now, Billy Joe McGuffrey was a really clumsy kid,
on the third day of third grade I'll tell you what he did.
He fell out of a fishing boat, splashed into the sea..
Landed on a moreo who bit him on the knee.

He needed first aide, in the third grade.
First aide, in the third grade.
First aide, in the third grade.
You could buy a zoo with all the doctor bills he payed.

12th grade!

Now, Billy Joe McGuffrey was a really clumsy kid,
On the twelfth day of tweltfth grade I'll tell you what he did.
Walked into financial aide and fell and broke a bone.

He needed first aide, in the twelfth grade.
First aide, in the twelfth grade.
First aide, in the twelth grade.
You could buy a zoo with all the doctor bills he payed.

You could buy a zoo with all the doctor bills he payed.


Please excuse the spelling, I didn't edit, just cut and pasted.

Well, every year for the, oh, 7 years or so, Jonathan has been injured on either the first day of school or the last. It doesn't matter if he's homeschooled or going to public school. Today, while enjoying some quiet time away from his sisters, Jonathan managed to cut his finger so badly and deeply, I was sure it required stitches. I called his father at work to tell him about the injury and that I really wanted/needed for him to get home asap to evaluate and follow through with the plan to take him to the ER.

Fast forward to an hour and a half later and the bleeding has stopped but my husband still hasn't made it home. Two accidents and rush hour traffic do not equate to transporting a child with a bloody finger to the ER. Fortunately the finger was not cut off. Fortunately the bleeding stopped. Unfortunately my husband is still stuck in traffic 1 1/2 hours after the injury occured.
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