When I woke up yesterday morning, the first thing on my agenda was to call the Pediatric Orthopedist about Lucy’s arm. The office that I called is one of the best around, and they even come up to the hospitals in our area. Of course, I couldn’t get in until next Tuesday if I wanted to wait until they were in our area, so I decided to just take her down to their main office. If I did that, they could get her in that day.
I printed up my directions on mapquest, dropped the boys at my MIL’s house, and took Lucy, Ashley, and Parker with me. I knew it was going to be a long day.
I got down to the area where the doctor’s office was, and then the mapquest directions went screwy. They weren’t even close to where I needed them to be. I called hubby in a panic because I was completely lost. He used to work down near this area, and so he was supposed to know how to get me where I was going. Didn’t happen. I called the doctor’s office and the poor receptionist had to take me turn by turn to their office. I was so lost.
Luckily, I had left with plenty of time, so we were still a few minutes early for her 2 o’clock appointment. We sat in the waiting room – along with 800 other people – and at 2:45, they finally called us back. It was after 3 before the doctor came in to look at her.
He pulled up the x-rays on the computer and he showed me where Lucy’s bone was completely bent. There was no crack, but instead it was something they call a greenstick fracture. Because little bones are so soft, the fall Lucy took completely bent her radius bone. Lucy’s little bone came to a v, and it was awful. (The hospital didn’t allow me to look at the x-rays. I believe the doctor was upset that I was right, and she was wrong!) The Orthopedic surgeon told me that they never should have let her leave on Friday night, and this type of break explains why she could still use her arm and wasn’t in constant pain. The only time she would feel pain was if something touched that part of her bone. (Which is exactly right, and exactly what I told the doctors and nurses at our ER!)
It took forever, but they finally took us back to the casting room. (Which has nothing to do with acting!) 🙂 She picked a purple cast. Then a pink cast. Then a white cast. Then a purple cast. Then, as they were getting ready to open the purple cast package, she freaked out and shouted, “I need pink! I need pink!” Thank heavens they were used to dealing with children, because they didn’t give her a hard time at all and put the pink cast on. I opted to pay a little extra and get a waterproof lining inside the cast. That means we can take her swimming, give her baths, and allow her to get wet as often as she wants, and we won’t have to worry about covering the cast. Worth every penny of the extra $20 I had to pay!
She did ok during the entire process, until he had to form the cast to her arm. Every time he came near where the bone was bent, she would flip. It hurt her so badly. She was tough, though, and the moment they let us go, she was showing off her new pink cast to everyone she saw.
We stopped at McDonalds for some chicken nuggets, french fries and hot fudge sundays. Then we headed home, completelty ignoring the mapquest reverse route directions I had printed off.
We didn’t get home until after 6 o’clock, so it made for a very long day. We go back to the office on August 12th to have the cast removed.
I’m just so glad that she’s finally been taken care of, and she’s on the pathway to healing. What a crazy weekend it has been!