Finger + door = nail loss

When your cell phone rings while you're at work and the display shows "daycare", you don't get a good feeling. Something close to panick would be more accurate. Last week I got one of those phone calls. "Hello, it's from Amilia's barnehage (daycare for those of you who don't speak the language of the vikings.) Uhm.... Amilia had an accident. Uhm... her finger got caught in the door..... there was quite a bit of blood..... her nail came off....." Kids and doors. Not a good combination. Every parent's fear.

My angel parents were able to pick her up right away and take her to the doctor while I hurried home from work as fast as I could. We ended up going to the hospital to do an x-ray just to make sure nothing in that tiny finger was broken. Luckily nothing was. But her finger looked so horrible it made me want to cry. Poor kid! She was so brave, though, and she really is a tough kid. She was a little worried about losing the nail, but was very fascinated with the idea of a new nail growing out.

2 days later, she got a sore throat and a fever. And 2 days after that, we headed back to the doctor because pink eye hit both her eyes. She's had a rough week. And, by the way, have you ever had to give a 4 year old 2 drops in each eye 5 times a day? Not an easy task.