Yesterday Lucy, Ted and I went for a nice afternoon stroll. I had Ted on the leash and the goose facing out in her Moby carrier. As we were walking, our neighbor from the next block asked if we had seen her puupy. We had not, but wished her luck. As we were rounding the block towards the house, the puppy (Ted's size) came barreling over wanting to play. He jumped up twice and scratched Lucy's leg. I was upset, she was not. I think she was excited that there were two dogs to play with. Anywhoo, we got her home and cleaned her up. The neighbors were really apologetic and offered to take her to the doctor. It wasn't necessary, but appreciated all the same. Here she is with her nice scratch. It's the shadow barely visible on her left leg.
As if that didn't scare me enough, shortly after Lucy took a nose dive off the bed, landing directly on her head on the hardwood floor (darned hardwood floors!). She was very upset (understandably), and I tried my best to soothe her. I couldn't find a knot on her head, so I wasn't sure where to apply the icepack. She didn't lose consciousness nor did she vomit, so I thought we were in the clear. I'm getting better since the bloody mouth/coffee table incident. After she calmed down, I called her pediatrician thinking they would just have me monitor her. Boy was I wrong. They strongly suggested that I have her checked out at the ER; you know because of her age AND the possibilty of bleeding on the brain. I haul A** downtown, all the while thinking that I've caused my daughter irrepairable brain damage. The nurses in triage check her out and give her the green light. By the way, Lucy is not a fan of having her temp taken rectally. They explain since she seems fine we'll be seen in minor care, rather than by ER staff. The doctor comes in checks her eyes, ears, and reflexes, and tells us we can go home, but to watch for any behavioral changes. And that was it. Thankfully nothing severe, and now we know, Lucy cannot be trusted. How fabulous does she look in her gown and ID bracelet? Nice face, huh?
On a happier note, Lucy met us with her friends Mallory and Preston for a swim date on Wednesday. The water was very cold, but Lucy didn't care. She loved the water. Even better news, I think she may have a bit of my complexion. Even with SPF 50, she managed to get a little bit of a tan. Hopefully that means she'll have less of a chance of burning as she gets older. I stole this picture from Mal's blogs! Thanks guys!