here we go again

We had a scare this week. My son missed a step and flew down the stairs. Once I looked him over I knew we had to go the emergency room. My husband wanted me to take fine to prompt care and I informed him they did not accept our insurance. I then had to inform him that our son had broke his wrist.  When I told my six-year-old son that we had to go the hospital he freaked out!  He was so worried about getting the Coronavirus, but I told him we had masks to wear and we would be okay.

I didn’t admit it to him, but I was just as worried about going to the emergency room as he was.  Daily I have been telling my kiddos not to do anything that would result in a trip to the emergency room.  Thankfully we did have two masks to wear to the emergency room, but it did make me realize that we didn’t have enough masks for our family of five.  I had planned to make some of the fabric masks just in case we needed them, but since we have been abiding by the quarantine guidelines our first outdoor adventure was Mother’s Day.   Although my husband is over all of this with the Coronavirus I’m still overly cautious.