Once we wrapped that up, picked up all the kids, and came home, I had about an hour to sit down and work before taking Savannah to her "Kids Fit" class at the rec center at our seminary. Yesterday was swim day when they have class in the pool and afterwards get to play with their friends. I was sitting in the lobby working and waiting for her to finish when one of our good friends came in and told me that Savannah got hurt on the diving board. I rushed in to see what happened and found her being attended to by several of the instructors and the life guard. She had blood all over her chest and swimsuit and was in the throes of panic. When they went to switch the gauze pads being held against her chin, I saw a pretty good slice that I knew was going to need stitches. Unfortunately, all the instructors didn't know about Savannah's penchant for dramatics--extreme dramatics. (aka some real fear issues) So when they began explaining that she would need stitches, everything went downhill from there!To make a very long story short, she rode in an ambulance to Kosair's (she requested that hospital since Sabrina got to go there!), learned that doctors and stitches are okay, ate supper at McDonalds around 9:30pm, and came home to tell our dear friend (who happens to be very pregnant and in spite of her state, was a hero-servant for feeding and bathing all of our children, cleaning up our kitchen, and tucking them all in!) everything that happened. She stayed up for another hour and got to tell her grandma all the gory details before finally going to bed.
We finally crawled into bed at 11ish and praised the Lord that both Sabrina and Savannah weren't paralyzed. What a good God we have!
Click here to see some images from my cell phone during the event.