So, lead up to Christmas, youngest said his knee hurt. Yes, it'll be fine, i say. Woken the next morning by him screaming in pain, cannot stand.
Bad mother alert, I think as I ring for a Dr appointment. Got an appointment at 9am. No time to have breakfast, just dress and go. Cue moaning and complaining from boys and screaming from youngest who doesn't want to go to Dr's.
Eventually get boys out, carry youngest. Get to Dr's, have to carry youngest which is not so easy as i use a stick. Eldest took my hand to steady me without asking. Love .
Youngest was ok, fluid on knee, went with ibuprofen.
Run up to Christmas always smooth in our house.
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