7and8

Just before 7 got off of the bus yesterday I sat staring at a blank post and tried to think of what to write. BLOG block, happens to everyone I imagine.
Then 7 gets off of the bus with a mitt full of bloody tissues clamped to his face. What! "WTF happened 7!" I didn't really say that but you get the picture. And the following all happened in a tiring blink of an eye from a swift (pretty much) calm Dad:

• stopped the bleeding
• find out that kid in front of 7 in bus isle stopped suddenly and backed up hard enough to crack 7s nose
• check to see if it is broken
• don't know what a broken nose looks like
• call Dr. office, nurse will call back
• get it iced
• nurse called back, bring him in
• take him in, Dr. confers with another Dr.
• told I did all of the right things
• pat self on back
• gotta get x-ray
• 7 just doesn't want shot
• get home to pack ipod, Harry Potter (HP):Azkaban
• drop Scout meeting stuff of in buddies mailbox since we will miss meeting
• drive through McDs on the way to hospital
• Coolest old lady volunteer in ER takes me directly to radiology
• 7 reads 'radiology' signs on the way to radiology
• read some HP
• films of 7 schnoz
• wait and mentally groan through episode of Pokemon
• x-ray stud says films are negative
• I ask if any soft tissue damage (which was the main concern)
• stud tells me x-rays look at bones
• I politely smile while mentally flipping stud the finger
  
• 7 REALLY wants to go to scout meeting
• we have just enough time
• call wife tell her this story so far
• get home, let dogs out, change, feed dogs, pack car with scouts and scout things
• go to Scout meeting
• meet
• 7 has so much fun he forgets that he was at hospital
• brain full, must go home
• clean up 7and8
• in to PJs and bed
• phone rings, Dr. called to ask what happened
• I ask Dr. if 'soft tissue' question was as dumb as stud made me feel, answer is No
• pat self on back for flipping of mental bird
  
• phone rings, more comforting words from wife
• nothing on TV
• sleep
• wake at 3, dog kicking my armpit
• BLOG

It was a lot to be sure but not one thing was (in itself) overwhelming. We were pretty darn lucky the medical establishment moved with any speed yet agility. 7and8 were troopers and I will never wish to have something to BLOG about.