What was an impressive day at the Atlanta Track Club's Women's 5K race by Mom and Rhian nearly turned tragic. A clue is in the title. More in a minute. Christian, Reagan, and Myself took Rhian and Mom to the race out in Candler Park near Little 5 Points close to downtown this morning. It was a beautiful day for a race, sunny, 50 degrees with little humidity. Over 700 women showed up. It's a very well run race, with each woman getting a carnation and a nice, fitted t-shirt at the finish. Mom ended out running a minute faster than last year, and managed a 5th place finish in her now highly competitive age group. Rhian ran her 2nd fasted 5K ever and fastest since Reagan's birth, unfortunately, hear age group is even more competitive, so she didn't place, but was very pleased with her result. After spending an hour socializing and listening to the race results, we proceeded to leave. Now were back to the part where things nearly turned tragic. Christian, being the independent big brother, loves to push Reagan in her stroller, and refuses to let anyone else push. As soon as he started to push Reagan down the sidewalk, right next to Mom, she turns around quickly to walk, and proceeds to trip over the stroller, tilting Reagan on her side, and eventually with the stroller upside down, with Reagan face down, out of view. My first concern was Reagan, since she started balling and Mom seemed to be okay from my view, since she seemed to have brace her fall. Rhian, who was ahead talking, saw Reagan, didn't hear her and began to panic. After I"rescued" Reagan, she seemed to be okay, and I scolded Christian for not being more careful. Mom wasn't so fortunate. What broke her fall was her nose. She got up, face bloodied, and stated that she thinks she broke her nose. Christian became very worried and near tears. A friend of ours, Amy, and several others ran and got paramedics who were close by. As they were tending to her, mom's concern was that she didn't have her insurance card. I told her not to worry, that I will take care of it. Mom seemed to be okay to travel by car to the hospital, as the bleeding had stopped. Being somewhat chilled and shook up by what had happened, she started to have a hard time standing at it was decided it would be best if she was transported by ambulance to Emory Hospital. Before leaving, In typical Mom fashion, she wanted to be sure we had her shirt. I knew then that she was going to be all right. :o). I called Dad at the lake house to tell him what had happened. I assured him that Mom was okay and the we would tend to her, and call him with updates. He said to keep him posted, and he would come home if needed. Rhian rode with her in the ambulance, and our friends Tina and Dale Klein gave the kids and myself a ride to our car, since it was far away. Once I had the kids in the car, Christian was still worried and I told him that it's okay, that accidents happen, and that I wasn't mad at him. This seemed to make him feel better. Rhian called me to tell my Mom's blood pressure was okay and that she was waiting for a doctor in an exam room off the ER. The doctor determined that her nose was probably fractured, at minimum a contusion, and that either way, it's treated the same. She was given a tetanus shot as a precaution, along with instructions and what to expect, and discharged. Upon leaving, Christian instinctively went to push the stroller in front of Mom, but I was able to avert an encore with my lightning fast, goalie reflexes. :o). On the way back to the house, Mom and I talked, and she sounded like her normal self. She was ready to get home to a quiet house and in her bed. Mom was going to be okay and Reagan was fine. It could have been a lot worse.
for pictures before the near tragedy
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