I immediately freaked out because it meant I would have to figure out our dreaded insurance and was overwhelmed with what to do with the other kids and sure was wishing I lived closer family. I cried to the first two receptions I talked to (and poor Beth) and finally called my sister for advice. She gave some great tips and when we settled on the ER she said to put on my cutest outfit, bring food, redo my makeup and take my time and that she has noticed they are nicer to you there when you seem like you have your act together.
So that's what I did. I waited til others were home from school, picked up a babysitter and it went great.
Oh all the poor ladies at drs offices and insurance companies who I have cried too I couldn't even count! Thankfully I usually never talk to them again!
Darby is currently the house celebrity because is there anything cooler than crutches? She has realized they aren't very fun but her siblings have not.
And at least she got to get pictures today!