All last week Jeff and I discussed possibilties for what we could do on the last weekend of Summer vacation. "Let's make it fun. Exciting!"
Little did we know that the weekend would end up centering around this addition to Emma Kate...
Yup! That's a cast:( What started as a little enjoyment of some nice clean sheets on my bed, ended up with a trip to the ER for Emma Kate. We were playing around on the bed (Connor, Emma, and I.) Emma was standing up, I turned my attention to Connor, and before I knew it, she was on the floor. I jumped up to help her, finding her lieing on her tummy. As I gently turned her over, trying to assess where and how badly she was hurt, I noticed her right arm completely limp. This is the point where I began to panic. I tried to soothe her, but the crying continued and she wasn't moving that arm at all. After a quick call to the hospital Jeff and I decided to drop the boys at his parents and take her to the ER. Good thing because sure enough, she had fractured her elbow.
My baby was so brave, braver than her mom, I have to say. It broke my heart to hold her little arm on the x-ray table as she screamed in pain. To add to the drama of it all, she hadn't napped yet and this happened about 1:00 in the afternoon. Upon asking for a little milk about 4:00, they responded that they would have to wait and see what they were going to do and if they needed her to have an empty stomach. My face must have turned several shades whiter than it normally is...could this mean surgery?!?!
The doctor finally came in again explaining that usually this type of fracture needs to be operated on, but he would have to wait for the Bone Specialist to come in for assessment. (I didn't even know Bone Specialists existed! 2 boys, not a broken limb yet, now a daughter at 18 months old, breaks her elbow?!?!)
After praying constantly for 20 minutes, we got the news that they were going to try to let it heal itself with a cast/splint. Whew...thank you Lord!
After a short nap in the car and a little dinner, she was feeling much better.
We made it through the night, only getting up twice. And she's trudging along! Up until now, she hadn't really started favoring one hand or the other; I wonder if this will make her left handed...we'll see how long we have to keep this dumb thing on. I HATE it.
She's coping considerably well though. She is definitely clingy with me (yeah! snuggle time!) and in some expected pain.
Just goes to show, no matter how planned out your life is, anything can happen at any time.
I hope my baby heals quickly!
Hope your Saturday was better than mine!