Bad news. Rachel tore the ACL in her left knee. Again. "Freak accident," said the orthopedic surgeon. As "freak" as suffering a mallet fracture of her right thumb a couple years ago? As "freak" as getting kicked in the head last month during a soccer game? As "freak" as being sprayed with hydrochloric acid in chemistry lab by a student across the room?
OK, the last one had nothing to do with playing sports, but the main theme I'm picking up from these events, is that perhaps my daughter should be bubble wrapped. The family photo will still be nice because Quinn can be in his bubble right next to her. No sneezing. No accidents.
We've been watching the sports door slowly close. Now we are trying to find the point of light that is the window being opened.
No comments:
Post a Comment