The Saga Begins...

Last night I reacquainted myself with our local Accident and Emergency Department. Those of you who were reading my blog back in January know of my recent trips to A&E and last night it was Mollie again, this time it was her toe not her thumb. At her gymnastics lesson yesterday Mollie felt off the horse and bent her large toe under her foot. Within a few hours her toe was very swollen and bruised and she couldn't touch it. By 8pm when she was showered and ready for bed she was close to hysterical trying to rub Arnica cream onto it. At this point I decided a trip to A&E was necessary so we hopped into the car. Luckily Joules had arrived home from college and I told him Dillon was at the cinema with friends and was getting a lift home.

Just as we pulled up at the hospital my phone rang. Joules to say Dillon was getting the dart home on his own. When I said he was meant to be getting a lift and was not allowed on the dart alone at that time Joules said what else could he do. I wanted to get Dillon to go home to his friends and after finding the phone number of his friend rang to tell him but unfortunately the phone was not answered. So Mollie and I got back into the car and drove to the dart station to meet Dillon. A dart arrived, five people got off but not one of them was Dillon. I started to panic and rang Dillon's friends house.