Wednesday, June 03, 2009
And So the Summer Begins
On Monday, Caroline played soccer with her team. Halfway through the game, as she maneuvered the ball toward the goal, turning abruptly on her foot, she heard a pop. "I think I just broke my foot," passed through her head, yet her feet kept pace. She made the goal.
And played the entire second half.
From the car's back seat on the way home she nonchalantly uttered, "By the way, I hurt my foot during soccer. I heard a pop. I suppose it could be broken."
She was right. Two doctor's appointments later she now sports a bright blue cast and a grin. Is it the story-for-the-kids-and-grandchildren tale she now possesses which prompts the grin? The relief from the dreariness of the last two weeks of school? The attention? The absurdity of it all? A small movement breaks a metatarsal and thus merits a cast? Whatever the cause she has an inspiring sense of humor. What a trooper!
Today she's content - loves the cast-signing aspect - couldn't wait to get to Shakespeare class. And the cast is only for three weeks should it heal as expected. Afterwards she gets a removable immobilizing boot which will allow the stretching of her ankle now and then.
And so summer begins. On a strange, unexpected path.
We are no longer bored.
Be careful what you wish for.
"Speedy recovery, Caroline!"