Monday night comes around but once a week (just in case you didn't know that), and it is a time that our kids genuinely look forward to. They love having Family Home Evening (even if Greg and I don't always love it). Some go better than others. We just had a whopper doosey this past Monday. It started off fine enough. Adam was in charge and he led us through the song, prayer, and a very nice lesson. Then it was time for the activity and treat.
The kids were getting restless, as Adam had taken a little more time on his lesson than perhaps was necessary. The kids and I headed in to the kitchen to get started on making some cookies. The girls were standing on a chair (the same chair) near the sink so they could wash their hands. They couldn't reach however, so I scooted the chair a little closer, as I often do.
Well, that was the end of Family Home Evening. Anna, fell off the chair and landed hard on her right arm on the floor. Anna was not only in tears, but screaming. I looked at her arm, and right away I thought there might be something wrong. We put an ice pack on it, and held her for a while. Greg and I took turns holding Anna, and rushing the other kids into bed. After a little while, Anna stopped crying. Greg had her do some movements with her wrist and fingers and sort of poked around on her arm. It was still swollen, but it seemed like she had good movement and wasn't in excruiating pain. We elected to wait until the morning and see how things looked.
She slept fine that night. In the morning, she seemed very careful of that hand and there were certain things that seemed to hurt it. To me it also looked crooked, but she wasn't complaining about a lot of pain. After Greg went to work, I decided it would be best to bring her in. They did x-rays and a little exam and sure enough it was broken. Apparently this is a VERY common injury in children. Also, FYI young children's bones don't usually break clear through. They usually just buckle, or bend. So really they are just broken on one side. In Anna's case it was her radius bone in her right arm. Unfortunately they wouldn't cast her arm there, at our pediatrician's office. They had to set us up with an orthopedic later in the afternoon. That was a short little visit, and then they put Anna in a very bright pink cast. She will only have to wear it for 2-3 weeks.
All in all she has been amazing. She was awesome for the exams and x-rays, and even getting on her cast (and man did we have a creepy guy doing that job). Moral of the story: actually there are two. One: breaking your arm cuts family home evening short. Two: Anna is an awesome kid. Okay, okay there are three. Don't move a chair when your child is standing on it.
3 comments:
Poor Anna (and parents)
What a brave girl!! Tammy, we had a similar experience with your Dad in Columbus, Ohio. He wasn't quite as brave but we thought it was just a sprain and were really repentant the next day when it turned out to be broken. He used the cast to great advantage as king of the tetherball.
Anna, you beat me by 5 years. I didn't break my arm until I was 10 years old. I was at school and fell off the tricky bars. I don't know if I was as brave as you. I love the pink color. Mark used to change the color of his cast as often as the doctors would let him. One time he has a two color cast. That was pretty neat.
Oh Anna! We are so sorry to hear about your arm! We really like the color of your cast---it matches lots of your clothes! It sounds like you were a very brave girl for your mommy and daddy!
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