Picture for a moment the classic lion with a giant thorn in its paw. That was Shelby this afternoon. Near the softball practice field there is a wooden trailer parked and many of the non-ballplaying-siblings have been using it has a make-shift performing arts stage. For some crazy reason Shelby decided to go barefoot on this thing, and not too long afterward paid the price.
I heard the shriek, ran to her location, and saw the 2-inch wooden splinter sticking out the side of her heel. At least a half-inch of the thing was visible under a layer of skin. Of course, it doesn't help that Shelby is borderline obsessive-compulsive, as she was staring at the thing, continuing to scream, clearly not able to get over the shock of a two-inch piece of wood impaling her foot.
Knowing I would never be able to get her calm enough to ease that splinter out of her foot, I walked up to her, grabbed her foot, and immediately just yanked the thing out of her foot, which got an even louder scream out of her. But that wasn't the worst of it. In my camera bag I keep bandages and hand sanitizer for various kid uses. I put them both to use on Shelby's wound and she let out her loudest scream of the incident as the alcohol-based sanitizer enveloped her injury.
I carried her over to where the other parents were sitting, where she sat most of the rest of practice. I don't think I have ever seen her sit so still during a practice. But I'm pretty sure she won't be playing on that trailer anymore.
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