A cable rant and my poor little guy

OMG, it has been forever since I last posted. First off, I got lazy and didn't post for a few days and then my stupid Internet went out last Friday. After a couple phone calls (with the last one threatening to cancel service and switch to the Dish Network), I finally got service today around 5pm. That is insane! It has been 5 freaking days. They claimed that our cable was out over the weekend because of the horrible wind storms that we had, but our cables are underground for heavens sake. We didn't even lose power. Anyway, I called today and asked them when we would ever have our tv back. Don't they know that Lost is on tonight?! I told them that we better get it back by tonight or I will cancel. LOL, they were at my door within the hour. The nice guy that fixed it said that the outage had nothing to do with the wind storm. Instead, it was likely messed up because of the guys that just put our sidewalks in. They tilled the ground on both sides of it to put grass seed down and they probably chopped our cable wire. I am angry that the cable company just gave me the wind storm excuse now because this could have been fixed wayyyy earlier. UGH! Anyway, I am now finally back online and the ole blog will be routinely updated once again :)

Okay, I bet you are wondering about the above photo (sorry about the immediate rant about Mediacom that followed it). I was carrying Emerson down the stairs on Monday and we both fell about 3 steps from the bottom. My feet slipped completely out from under me and I landed on my back. Emerson slipped from my hands shortly after I hit and then he rolled down. I caught him as he was upside down and just about to hit the floor. He cried and moaned for several hours afterward. I thought that he may have pulled a muscle and was scared. We noticed that he wouldn't put weight on his right leg that night. That leg was behind my back as I fell because he was sitting on my left hip. My guess is that I crunched it on the step when I fell. Clayton told me to take him to the ER the next day and get it checked out. I took him to the pediatrician that morning and then we got a referral for a bone and joint doctor. The ped wasn't sure, but he suspected that his leg was broken. Sure enough, the x-ray showed that it was. We chose a blue cast for him and he will get it removed on 2/7. That's only 3 weeks. He is tolerating it really well and he is able to crawl all over the place without a problem. His little toesies hang out and get dragged right across the hardwoods, so I put one of my socks on over it.