Last Sunday Elsie took a fall from a kitchen chair and landed on her stomach and hands. She cried for a while and seemed concerned about her hand. Mike and I held her and made sure everything seemed okay and sent her on her way. That day everyone was sick and we had mostly stayed home from church. Elsie continued to act fussy, but we chalked it up as being sick like the rest of us. Well, she cried through part of the night and continued to into the morning, just wanting to be held. Mike and I couldn't figure out if this was her being sick or if something was truly wrong with her arm. At about noon we decided to take her into her pediatrician. After looking at the x-rays, the doctor said, "Well, it looks like we have a broken arm." The big bone, right below her wrist joint was broken over half way through. Ooops. Elsie is a very small 16 month old, barely fitting into her 12 mo clothes, which meant figuring out how to imobilize the joint took some thought and consulting. Finally they decided to cast it. She held SO still as her doctor bandaged her up, and when he was done she turned to him and said, "Thank you". It was pretty cute. Once we took her home she was running around with it like nothing ever happend. I'm just wondering how I'm going to keep her out of the mud and water for 3 weeks. Yikes, it could get ugly!
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
A Broken Arm
Last Sunday Elsie took a fall from a kitchen chair and landed on her stomach and hands. She cried for a while and seemed concerned about her hand. Mike and I held her and made sure everything seemed okay and sent her on her way. That day everyone was sick and we had mostly stayed home from church. Elsie continued to act fussy, but we chalked it up as being sick like the rest of us. Well, she cried through part of the night and continued to into the morning, just wanting to be held. Mike and I couldn't figure out if this was her being sick or if something was truly wrong with her arm. At about noon we decided to take her into her pediatrician. After looking at the x-rays, the doctor said, "Well, it looks like we have a broken arm." The big bone, right below her wrist joint was broken over half way through. Ooops. Elsie is a very small 16 month old, barely fitting into her 12 mo clothes, which meant figuring out how to imobilize the joint took some thought and consulting. Finally they decided to cast it. She held SO still as her doctor bandaged her up, and when he was done she turned to him and said, "Thank you". It was pretty cute. Once we took her home she was running around with it like nothing ever happend. I'm just wondering how I'm going to keep her out of the mud and water for 3 weeks. Yikes, it could get ugly!
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Oh no Rachel!! No more playing in the sprinklers for 3 weeks?! Poor little Elsie. I can't believe she held still and was so good for the doctor! For Eden, looking at the doctor makes her cry more than the nurses with the needles. Talk to you soon.
Kisses and hugs to our Elsie girl. The cast really is a very pink pink isn't it.
Poor Elsie!
That is all you needed, right Rachel?
It was fun to see you the other day. Hope to get together more!
Ohhhhh, that is the sweetest, her telling the doctor "Thank you".
Good luck keeping it clean and dry! You've had quite a spring.
One week down, two more to go?
Cute cast, though.-- leave it to Elsie to thank the doctor :) So cute.
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