Thursday, March 22, 2012

Parenting Milestone

So I suppose it was bound to happen.  Is there any family with children out there that has avoided the cast?  I, myself, have never broken a bone, but my sisters have had their fair share of breaks, fractures, and sprains.  Despite knowing the misery involved with wearing a cast, I still secretly envied my sisters.  Cause really, casts are cool.  It says you are a rebel willing to cross the line of safety.  Living up to his tough name, Spike crossed the line last Friday. 

It was really my fault.  I knew I shouldn't have set him upon my bed, my lovely king size bed, in the blink of an eye he was up on his hands and knees and somersaulting off the edge.  I saw it happen.  It looked like he landed on his tailbone.  I was nervous, but he seemed okay. Thinking of my astronomically high deductible, I decided to wait and see.  He was okay for the most part, but would scream bloody murder when we tried to change his diaper.  I hemmed and hawed about taking him in and then finally decided to go Monday morning. 

Spike cried throughout the 45 min wait at the doctors office, and when she finally got to him she assessed that he most likely had a break and sent us to the hospital for x-rays.  Jeff dropped the kids off at a friends and then came to wait with me.  After an hour of waiting, they called us in two seconds before the t.v. was gonna show which house the House Hunters had chosen, we slapped him down on a cold hard table for a series of hold still x-rays.  Yeah that was for sure the low point of the day. 

The technician couldn't tell us anything, so we were sent home to wait.  Thus teaching me that if I suspect I need x-rays it would probably be better to just go to the emergency room.  Several hours later I got the call from the doctors office that Spike had a fractured Tibia.  It was a really small fracture, but he would need a cast for the next two weeks.  I was then informed that I had to get their immediately.  The Chicky said immediately like 5 times, which was 5 times too many for my frayed nerves.  What, was his leg gonna fall off if I didn't speed through Bella Vista? 

Long story short.  Spike is casted up but much happier.  I don't think he even notices it now.  I do.  It is an visual, and sometimes auditory when scraping by something,  reminder of my poor parenting skills.  Yeah yeah yeah, I know it happens, but I still feel a little bad.  I really don't want to see the bills for this bad decision.  Right now the cast is enough. 


Shout out to the Binghams, Martins, and Willardsons for giving up some of their Spring break to watch Max and Mae.

1 comments:

Meg said...

what if the cast makes is cute and fat little leg all skinny when it comes off? I'll stock up on donuts for cast removal day just in case.