Yesterday Kierra went to the doctor for her scheduled ultrasound. She has to have another surgery. The first one was ten months ago. Kierra is really down about this. She has had a series of unfortunate events (as she refers to things happening in her life at this point).
A girl she knows at school stole her IPod Touch from her bag when she went to run an errand for the teacher. A few of her classmates saw the girl with the IPod. The girl’s locker was searched but the IPod never turned up. Kierra said the girl was following her making comments about Kierra getting her in trouble. I’m happy Kierra had enough sense to keep moving and not feed into her harassment.
Shortly thereafter her cell phone broke and had to be sent away to get fixed. She went crazy that whole week without it.
Last week Kierra attended a basketball game at her high school. Their team hit the game winning shot at the buzzer. She was trampled as spectators ran from the stands to congratulate the team. In the process her glasses were broken. She was pushed into the ropes and received a ropeburn to her neck. She also suffered from headaches until she received new glasses because she couldn’t see.
A couple days ago she lost her cell phone. We just used the insurance to replace her broken phone. We will have to pay more money to get a replacement. So she will have to wait. Husband said she needed to learn to take care of her things.
Now she just learned that she has to have surgery the day after her birthday. Kierra is not a happy camper right now.
The bright side to the whole situation is that she will be with us. Her surgery falls on the beginning of her spring break with us. She was concerned that she would not be able to be with us and the posibility that she would not get to see my brother, his wife, and the kids when they arrive in town. Husband assured her that she would indeed be with us unless Christine forces Kierra to stay with her.
I talked to Kierra on the phone last night for quite awhile. My hopes were to lift her spirits about the surgery and all the happenings in her life. We joked about my weak stomach. She asked me how I was going to be able to take care of her when everything grosses me out. I laughed and assured her that I could handle it. If not, Nana (my mom who is a nurse) would be on hand. Kierra laughed and called me a cheater.
We also discussed possible ways to celebrate her birthday. Kierra (who will be 15) wanted to go to Chuck E. Cheese before the surgery was scheduled! I told her that she could invite some of her friends over to watch movies and hang out with her for awhile and that next weekend we would go to Chuck E. Cheese if she was feeling up to it.
She seemed to be in better spirits by the end of our call. I’m going to continue to lift her up.