Saturday, 2 December, 2006

Last week was Thanksgiving, but I can’t say it was that great of a holiday.  The girls had the entire week off and we had hoped to do some fun things as a family.  Amy and I started it off with sore throats.  We were feeling quite a bit better by Thanksgiving, but Kristen became sick on Wednesday and by Thursday was pretty sick and miserable.  We had been invited to Siders for dinner at 3:00 pm on Thursday.  So, I stayed home with Kristen and Chris took the girls.  Kind of a bummer, but Chris did bring me a plate of food around 5:30.  He went back to Siders and returned home about 8:30.  By then he was feeling awful and went right to bed.  He was sick all day Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday and most of Tuesday.  So, like I said, it wasn’t a very great holiday.

What a trying few days we have had recently.  It snowed on Wednesday for most of the day.  Both girls were so excited to be outside playing in the snow.  By Thursday, they had whined enough that Chris climbed up to the rafters of the garage and pulled down their sled and snow board.  They bundled up and headed over to the catch basin behind our house to sled down the hills.  I had noticed that some boys had walked up the street from the mobile homes below us with their snow boards to make use of the hill as well.

After awhile, I noticed Misha walking with two of the boys toward our house.  I wondered, “What on earth... Misha?”  I figured she had volunteered our bathroom or something.  When they got to the door they told me that Amy had crashed on her sled, was hurt, and needed help.  Fortunately, Chris was home and dressed up to go get her.  By the time he got outside, the boys had loaded Amy onto her sled and pulled her most of the way home.  She laid on the couch for the rest of the night and cried because her leg hurt so much.  We iced it and wrapped it.  Her ankle was a little bit swollen.  We figured we would give her the night to sleep and see how it was in the morning.  She was up before six and crying more.

I called the doctors office just after 7:00 am and scheduled an appointment for Amy at 9:25.  Both Chris and I were thinking that it was, at the most, a sprain and that there wasn’t a whole lot they could do for us.  Fortunately, Chris was able to leave work and come with us.  He carried Amy; I carried Kristen.  What a blessing to have him around so much.  They x-rayed her ankle and found that she had broken both her tibia AND her fibula about an inch above the ankle.  Because of her age and the nature of the break, they called the Orthopedist at the Rock Creek Center in Lafayette and scheduled an appointment for us at 2:00 pm.  We doped her up with Tylenol with Codeine after they splinted the leg and brought her home to rest for a little while.  I, in the meantime, had to cancel our dental appointments and find a place for Kristen and Misha to stay.  Fortunately, my friend Maria Burnham agreed to watch the girls.  Kristen was tired enough that she slept for about an hour and a half.

We checked-in at Rock Creek and got right in without waiting more than a minute.  We had been blessed most of the day to get right in to the doctor without a lot of extra waiting.  Fortunately she wasn’t going to need any surgery or even to have the leg set.  They put a cast on her - bright pink- and then x-rayed her hip and femur because she had complained of pain there as well.  With the cast on her lower leg, she began to feel so much better.  However, she cannot walk on her leg at all for the next three weeks at least, maybe more.  We go back for another appointment on the 11th of December - Amy’s 7th birthday - where they will remove this cast, x-ray the ankle again, and make sure everything is healing as it should.

They ordered a child’s wheelchair for us and gave us paperwork for a handicap parking tag.  The wheelchair was delivered this morning - Saturday - and we picked up the parking tag on the way home.



I slept with Amy in the guest room last night.  We were both exhausted and fell asleep around 8:30 pm.  Amy woke up around 11 but was able to go back to sleep.  At 3:30 though she woke me up and said that her leg was really hurting and could she have more medicine.  You know she is in pain when she asks for more medicine that tastes awful.  She follows it up with a big swig of water.

The next few weeks with school should be pretty interesting.  We’ll have to drop Amy off and pick her up with her wheelchair.  Not sure what we’ll do about her birthday party.  Maybe just something short and sweet for a few friends.

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