As I mentioned the other day, our caregiver broke her wrist.
Jade attends a therapeutic preschool program at the Child Development Centre four afternoons a week. It’s fantastic for her to have access to her therapists that often, but since it’s just a couple of hours a day, it’s not enough for me to fit in all my hours of work. So we have a caregiver who has been trained in keto cooking and knows the girls’ routines inside and out.
Unfortunately, when Nanny (not her real name!) broke her wrist, she did a really good job of it, and broke the one in her (dominant) right hand. Now she can no longer drive her (standard) vehicle, and she can’t scrape the oil out of Jade’s plates and bowls. Quite aside from that, there’s the fact that she’s a single mom to an active toddler, a student, and broken bones hurt, yo, and you can see that this is a situation of supreme suckage.
I felt terrible for her. And I was also worried about how the heck I was going to get to work for the next six to eight weeks.
Worried, and yet not panicked. I was able to go to work on Tuesday, because our friend Linda (who is truly an angel on earth, if ever there was one) has been acting as surrogate grandma on Tuesday afternoons ever since Nanny’s school schedule got in the way back in September. But Nanny was the one who was supposed to cover Thursdays and Fridays, my two big days at the office, and by the end of Tuesday afternoon, I still didn’t know when I’d next be able to go to work.
I was late leaving and worried about detaining Linda. But the library is in the same building as my office and I suddenly remembered that I had an overdue book to renew (and a small late fine to pay — oops!), plus a book I’d requested had finally arrived. Since I didn’t know when I’d next be there, I decided to run in and deal with that little bit of business.
As it happened, I ran into an acquaintance of mine whom I have met a number of times at music events in town. We get along well and had talked about doing some musical collaboration sometime, but had never gotten together to do it. Since I was in a hurry and she was in conversation with someone else, I just smiled and waved at her and hurried back out the door of the library.
A few seconds later, I heard her call my name. She wanted to tell me that she’s been writing songs. We chatted for a minute about her exciting new ideas, then she asked me, “And how are you doing?” So I told her about the situation with Nanny.
And the she said, “Well, would you like me to come help you out?”
I was so flabbergasted, I couldn’t even say yes right away.
She came over to our house yesterday for a bit of a trial run with the girls and to check out what the keto diet is all about. Actually, she arrived while I was in the shower with Halia, and when I came out, she and Jade were curled up on the couch together, thick as thieves, and reading The Fox and the Hound. She picked up on the keto diet stuff right away, asked great questions, and made sharp observations. She’s worked as a preschool teacher, a driver for the Canada Post (good driver!), a swim instructor (advanced First Aid!)…. In short, I couldn’t have asked for anyone better suited if I had actually gone and placed an order.
I never would have thought of contacting her to ask her to help out. And I wasn’t even going to go to the library.
Methinks there was someone guiding my footsteps that day.