You know you're Jelous!

The story goes like this:

Once upon a time there was an AMAZING woman! She loved to do all kinds of things that challenged her. She liked to think she could keep up with the guys. She poured the foundation on her house. She built walls. She climed around in trusses. She was constantly suprising herself with what she was capable of. She would smack her fingers and hands with her hammer but always shook it off.

One day, the woman and her man decided to take their rockin little boys to the park for some fun family time. While the boys ran to the play ground she thought about how lucky she was to have such an amazing life and family.

Bubba, the oldest of the boys, wanted to swing. So she set him up on the swing and off they went. While bubba was flying high she thought it looked like fun so she sat on the swing next to him and away she went. While she and Bubba flew up and down and up and down she felt the wind in her hair and her tummy tickle with every drop. What fun they were having!

Pretty soon her tummy reminded her she couldn't swing like she used to so she decided to end her spurt of freedom and get down. Dragging her feet she started to slow down but soon her foot got caught in the tarp that was sticking up through the Bark! She was being pulled off the swing!  "If I fall I could hurt myself" she thought. She couldn't afford such an injury, building a house and all. So she grabbed hold of the chain but Suddenly her had was being yanked and her finger pulled. "OOOOWWWWW" She yelled as she untangled her finger.

"Are you ok Mama?" Bubba asked

The woman knew she had to walk away from her little man because of the words that might come out of her. Her finger was throbbing and on fire. Her man called Bubba back to him so that she could get her emotions under control. She didn't think it was broken. Her finger was still straight but it hurt so bad! 'It'll calm down. It can't hurt forever' she thought. After an hour at the park the man and woman decided it was time to go home so she could ice her finger (that was still throbbing with pain).

When she got home she called the nurse and came to the conclusion that it could be broken. She had never had a broken bone before. She wanted to have it looked at but didn't want to go in if it wasn't broken.

After much thought and discussion. She decided to sleep on it. If it still hurt in the morning she would go get it looked at.  The man went to the store to buy her a splint to get her by till she coud get it looked at. and they went to bed
The next morning she woke to her aching finger. She got up, ate breakfast and took some Ibuprofen. She then decided to call the dr. They got her in that morning where she learned that if it was broken it's the very tip of her finger. No X-ray was taken because it wouldn't effect the treatment. So with Dr.'s orders in hand (Ibuprofen every 4 hrs for 5 days, ice for 15 mins 3x a day, and a splint for the next week) she left with the thought that "I guess if I were to end my 25 yr streak w/o breaking a bone, swinging with my son was the best way to do it"