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This weekend we attended the “Spring Adidas Cup Festival,” a soccer tournament in Greenville, SC.  My daughter’s soccer team had three great games and won all three with impressive style.  Very proud of all the girls!

Unfortunately, my daughter was injured after a collision with another girl during the second game.  She said she was not ready for the hit and fell… a little too hard and a little too awkwardly.  She couldn’t move her right arm.

The trainer at the tournament was on the field and at her side very quickly.   She was put on a golf cart and brought back to the training room and checked over.  My daughter’s arm was put in a sling and we were given directions to the local hospital.  We were 5 hours from home and didn’t know our way around… it was so nice to be given printed directions and the trainer’s phone number.  The trainer was great – she was well prepared.  Thank Goodness.  My husband took the directions and our hurt daughter and headed to St. Francis Hospital.

Then, all my friends from soccer sprung into action.  They packed up our chairs, our tent, my daughter’s soccer bag and her stinky shoes.  My friend took my two little girls back to the hotel with her and yet more friends brought me to the hospital to be with my broken little person.  I can’t thank everyone enough.  We were able to concentrate on the injury while my other little girls got to swim in the hotel pool and eat pizza with the rest of the soccer team!

My daughter has a broken collar bone.  It should heal in about 6 weeks and should not require surgery.

My husband went off to find a 24 hour drug store to get the pain prescription.   He finally found one and sat in the pharmacy and waited for the prescription to be filled.  While he was sitting there… someone tried to ROB the pharmacy.  A man came up with a hoodie and a hospital mask and told the pharmacist “Give me everything.”  At this point, my husband said his phone rang and he answered it and walked away.  If you know my husband, nothing phases him.  Apparently, not even an armed robber.  The robber ended up running out of the store with nothing and the police arrived quickly after that.  My husband had to stay and give a statement because he had seen the entire thing.  He was able to get the prescription after all the hoopla!

If you know of a white, blonde man with a hoodie and a hospital mask in the Greenville, SC area – he may have tried to rob a CVS on Saturday night.

In addition to all of this craziness we are all sick (well, everyone but my husband… not fair).  We all have a pretty bad version on the common cold.  Not fun.

On a scale of 1-10, 1 being the best and 10 being the worst, our weekend was an 8.

Coincidentally, that is exactly what the doctor said about the break in my daughter’s collar bone.

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11 responses »

  1. Sounds like you guys had a rough day. Gees. Glad the trainer was so on top of everything. That looks incredibly painful. I fortunately have never broken a bone. My brother on the other hand got a compound fracture!

  2. Great post about disturbing events. Thanks, Melanie! Lots of best wishes for a speedy recovery being sent to Isabella’s clavicle!

  3. Hi Melanie, That is one sad story about your daughter. I hope her pain is under control. You sound like just the best mom. Hope all goes well. Is she able to attend school or is she in to much pain. Love you, Auntie Yvonne

    • She is not in constant pain anymore and she has not taken any pain medication in a few days. It only hurts when she gets dressed… so we just try to be extra careful!!

    • My daughter is funny – she said her break must have needed to break the skin to be a “10” – she may be right! And, the drugstore robbery was just crazy… I found out via TEXT from my husband “someone just tried to rob the store.” Yup, nothing phases him.

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