REALLY?!
I'm going to start this post by saying that Bree is just fine. Now. She was derping with her friends earlier today and fell and hit her head on the concrete and was seeing spots. She was taken to Nyack Hospital. I was called. She missed the bus home so off to Nyack I went. In a thunderstorm. Got to hospital only to find she'd been dishcarged (WHEW!)and no one from the school had bothered to call to let me know. Found my way to the school, retrieved my daughter who has a bump on her head and headed homeward. Took wrong turn. Ended up taking the long way home....through the Bronx. The trip took twice as much time than it would have if I had taken the right way home. Argh! The important thing is Bree is okay. But what a fucked up afternoon it has been. Scary one too. Time to go thud.