Kate's Broken Arm

Okay, really it is fractured, but she has a hard time saying that, so she says it is broken.

Yep, fractured. How can she be my first child with a fractured bone? Really? She beat Enoch? What are the odds?

On Thanksgiving she was jumping from the chair to the ottoman and she missed. She has done this thousands of times, but it only took one miss. After a very bad night, we visited the doctor the next morning. He thought it could be her collarbone. Off to the hospital for x-rays.

She did great with the x-rays. I was really worried about how she would do in radiology. She was great. She stood there, perfectly still, and let them take a few pictures. She even smiled when they said they were ready to snap a picture.

We got the word later that day that her collarbone was fine. We were told to give it a few more days and she how she was doing.

Still hurting on Monday, so we took her back to the hospital for more x-rays, this time of her arm. After taking a few pictures, the x-ray tech called the radiologist to look at the pictures right then. Thanks goodness. The radiologist suggested we do a few more this time higher up on her arm (even though the doctor didn't order that). Turns out that is where the fracture was - right up close to her shoulder.

Back to the doctor's office. What a waste. The doctor (not ours) tried to put a sling on Kate. She wouldn't let go of Greg and so they just sent us home with a Snoopy sling. Kate refused to wear it because it wasn't pink. Oh, for crying out loud! Literally.

The next morning, I took apart her sling and used it as a pattern to make her a pink one. I think it turned out cute. I think I should go into business making pink slings. Everyone who sees it tells me their story of their little girl not wanting to wear the black or gray sling they got from the doctor's office or Walgreens.

Kate is pretty good about wearing it. The problem is is that her arm feels fine. Unless she bumps it or falls on it, she says it doesn't hurt. She can use it, move it like normal. She isn't taking it too easy like to orthopedic specialist recommended. Yeah, she's three.

Last night, she feel on it and we had another bad night. I think she re-injured it. Great, more sling time. Well, we will do the best we can.

She is so tough, much tougher than her brothers. She is so sweet about it too. When I remind her to put on her sling, she'll say, "Okay, Mom. I really like my pink sling." She's taking it all really well. And hopefully, not too much longer until she is as good as new.