Things that broke today, in order of importance:
C's arm, in two places
The washing machine
Then I got my period. Okay, that's not technically breaking anything, but it's one. more. thing.
I realized last night that E and L need to bring birthday treats this week and since we have no school on Friday, our time was rapidly running out. A left early for work and E chose orange push-ups, so I got everyone ready, dropped them off, ran to the store to buy orange push-ups, and went back to school to drop them off.
(This is where my check engine light came on. I have not yet attended to that.)
I went home and started baking brownies for L's birthday treat and waited for the washing machine repair man. It took him about ten minutes to tell me that it wasn't worth fixing our 12 year old washing machine. I gave him a check for $67 and he went on his way.
I was getting ready to go for a run when the school called me and said that C had fallen on the playground and was unusually inconsolable and complaining of arm pain. She dislocated her elbow a few years ago, so I thought maybe that was it.
(This is where I clumsily dropped my phone and cracked the screen.)
I went back to school and found C sitting, pale and tear stained, in a chair with an ice pack on her elbow. I hugged her, dosed her with Motrin, and called our pediatrician to see if we should come in or go to urgent care. They sent us to urgent care where it took four x-rays to diagnose her with two fractures around her elbow.
She was incredibly brave. She watched Looney Toons and Scooby Doo and let me clutch her in thankfulness when the doctor said reassuringly, "These kinds of fractures rarely need surgery," because surgery had NOT EVEN OCCURRED TO ME. After she got her splint placed, I told her she could pick anyplace for lunch and she chirped brightly, "This is my lucky day!" She's got a splint till next Tuesday and by then the swelling will be down (the doctor: "There's a lot of blood in there! She'll be quite bruised!") and she can get a cast. Twitter informed me about the miraculous invention of waterproof casts, so I'm hoping she qualifies for one of those. I've looked into those waterproof cast covers, too.
I think it's a little ironic that less than an hour before the school called, I was circling swimming lesson times that would work for us in the Y program catalog. The urgent care doctor thinks she'll be in a cast for 3-4 weeks, so we'll hopefully only lose the first part of summer swimming.
I bought her all the food at McDonald's and we were home for a little bit before heading back to pick up E and L. I talked to her teacher who felt understandably bad - not that it was her fault and the break totally fits the story. She'll need more help for a bit with things like opening containers and carrying her lunch tray. I think I can put her in mostly dresses so she doesn't need to wrestle with buttons/snaps and can still be independent in the bathroom. She broke her left arm, so she'll still be able to write. I gave her her first Don't-Get-Your-Arm-Wet bath with a bread bag and a rubber band and boy howdy is that a PIA.
I'm thankful she did this on a day when I wasn't working because I don't think I would have left work for "Your kid hurt her arm." I would have asked my FIL to pick her up and he would have given her Motrin and let her watch TV on the couch for the rest of the day. It's awful to try to triage a potentially sick kid through the school secretary. They were spot on today, though, and I'm so glad I didn't have to make a kid versus work decision.