We Interrupt Our Previously Scheduled

posting of the Santa and Pajama Party photos to bring you these photos of Dr. D and a short science and math lesson.


Where we live it is cold plus it rained yesterday equals a thin layer of ice completely covering everything outside

We have a (slight) incline on our driveway plus gravity equals an easy trip to take the garbage can down the driveway BUT

A slight incline on our driveway plus gravity times a thin layer of ice minus any kind of traction equals a leg broken in 2 places







Yes, D is applying every band aid she can find to B's leg. So he manages to get into the house and says (somewhat nonchalantly all things considered) "I think I broke my leg" I am not a doctor nor do I play one on TV but even I can tell from looking at the weird swelling that it's broken. So I get the kids up, pile them in the car at midnight (and yes there was actually some thought about the best way to get B to the hospital-and in light of the circumstances it was probably the best choice) and we drive to the emergency room. I wait in the car with the kids (why break any more bones on the ice?) We were watching DVD's on the car's system when I get the idea that idling in one spot for an hour might not be the best idea (you hear the stories about carbon monoxide in cars, even outside. At 1am- who knows if they are true) so I decide to run the car off the battery briefly. I figure it's a new car (which means a new battery) which brings us to our next math problem

power available in a car battery divided by the amount of voltage needed to run the heater, DVD player and lights equals about 30 minutes less than you might think

After about 10 minutes, the DVD player stops, the kids yell, I turn the key and.......

NOTHING

So now we have a dead battery, it's 1:15am, I have already used up all my alloted AAA calls for the year (which is a another story), there is ice everywhere and I have four (well technically three, as K slept through all of this) kids freaking out in the car. Luckily, after about 5 minutes the battery was able to start the car.

At 2am B calls me from his cell to tell me that they haven't even seen him yet and I should take the kids home and he will catch a cab to get home. We drive home slooooowly (did I mention the ice???) and the kids decide that if 2:30 pm is a good time for a snack then 2:30 AM must be an even better time. By the time snacks were over and I corralled them in their rooms it was almost 3am. Luckily the ice caused A to have a 2 hour delay at school the next day so he got to sleep in.

B got home around 5:30 am, leg in a splint. We go to the doc on Thursday to see how they plan to fix it.

Some days are like that