With thirty minutes left in tryouts last night for the P.A. Middle School team, Kaiden went to save a goal and felt her hand bend wrong. She came off the field crying with the coach and said "It is broken mom, I know it." So we packed up everything, grabbed some ice from the trainer that was out on the fields and headed to the closest Patient First Doc-In-The-Box to get an x-ray.
X-Ray confirmed that she had once again fractured her left wrist. AWESOME. We got her all splinted up and checked out. When we got in the car, Kaiden asked me to drive her back to the tryout to ask the coach if she is able to get cast on in time, can she continue trying out and he said yes, if she makes it through cuts. She came back to the car and asked me to take her to Rush's team practice, where she proceeded to practice and talk with the coach until well after 9pm.
We spent the morning begging the Orthopedic Doctor to squeeze her in and get her casted so that she could keep going. She chose yellow this time. We are running out of colors to choose from. We left the doctor's office and drove by the school to see if cuts had been posted. They had. He cut her. She was so upset. She made sure to go talk to him after breaking it, we busted our asses to get the cast on and he cut her. There are no words for how I feel about this guy. Kaiden plays club soccer at the top level, 5 days a week, she plays on the District Olympic Development team, she trains with Virginia Wesleyan soccer teams during the week, attends camps and conditions all the time and this guy could not let her through the first cut after breaking a wrist trying out for him. Amazing. Pissed does not even begin to describe my feelings right now.