We left Oregon and headed into Washington for the first leg of our camping trip. We drove for about 3 ½ hours and arrived at the campground around 3:30. The weather report predicted rain, so we decided against going grocery shopping and just started setting up. Mirissa’s dad was meeting us and arrived about 15 minutes after we did! We started setting up, and about an hour into it, it started to rain! (It would last all night) We have an awning on the tent trailer, so we set up our kitchen, made mac n cheese and chili (all we had left in the food box) and then had one of those experiences that make my blood run cold. Francesca was going into the tent trailer and closed the door on her thumb. Chris looked at it and told me it was bad and I started having flashbacks of when Julia hurt her thumb (she essentially severed her left thumb when she was 11 months old by closing it into a built-in bench). Poor Frankie had also hurt her left thumb, but just peeled back the skin from the cuticle to almost the knuckle. We got her some ice and bandaged it up and debated whether or not to take her to the ER. We decided to wait and take her in the morning, if needed. We had dinner and she seemed to be fine. Then we went to bed and Mirissa stared worrying that we’d made the wrong decision and what if her nail never grows back? (it looked as if she’d pulled out all of her nail bed). So first thing in the morning we went to a local urgent care. Luckily we picked a great urgent care. It was set up like an ER. They had 5 doctors working. They looked at it and said that although it looked bad the nail bed was OK. They patched her up and gave her a bunch of stickers and lollipops. Francesca was great throughout the whole thing. She barely cried at the urgent care. They were all very impressed by her calmness. Robert and the other girls met us at the urgent care and afterwords we went out to breakfast at Shari's and a marathon grocery shopping excursion. Back at camp we explored around. We found our way down to the river and hung around for a bit. Cleo of course wouldn't stop whining until we let her in the water. We didn't have her ball so we threw rocks in the water and she would swim after them.
Back up at camp we made a big dinner of flatiron steak, mashed potatoes and broccoli. Naturally we made S'mores for dessert.
More to come...
1 comment:
The "Frankie's thumb" part of the post scored a visceral reaction from readers in New England. Does Blogger.com have a "click here for gory details" feature?
We were sad to hear that Frankie got hurt, but glad to hear that she is going to be OK.
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