Last weekend was filled with lots of time spent on getting last minute things done around here before delivery day. Saturday was spent running errands pretty much all day....no fun. On Sunday we had a family day. We took the kids to the pumpkin patch and had a great day playing with my brother and his 3 kids. Unfortunately, even though we only live about an hour away from each other, they don't get to see each other near enough. The kids took it all in and enjoyed every minute of the fun. There was a little of everything to do: climbing on hay bales & tractor tires, pedal tractors, jungle gyms and tire swings, bounce houses and a zip line. And of course the hayride out to the pumpkin patch. My brother and Chris found a pumpkin that looked like it was pregnant, so of course they had me take a picture with it. I'm sure it will eventually end up on Facebook when I least expect it.
After a fun filled day at the pumpkin patch, we headed home as we had invited an old daycare family over for pizza so that they could play together before our little peanut arrives. After eating supper, the kids went outside to play. That is about where to fun stopped for the weekend. Our 6 y/o and her friend were playing on the swing set.....well they decided to start doing flips on the swings. Unfortunately I didn't see them doing flips or I would have stopped them as it always makes me nervous. Addison's friend was showing her a new trick and when Addison went to try it she apparently didn't land right. All her weight went to her forearms and it snapped her left forearm bones in half. She walked very calmly up to the back deck where I was standing and said "I think I need to go to the hospital". Then I saw her arm.....insert panic mode here. As my old daycare kid's mom sat with Addison and kept her calm, I was panicking trying to remember my mother in laws phone number to tell her to come to our house fast.....they only live 5 doors down and she is a nurse. In the meantime, Chris runs barefoot out of the house and down to his mom's house to get her. We left our son with Chris's mom and took off rather quickly to the ER. There is nothing worse than seeing your child in pain and so scared. I found out later that while I was panicking, Addison was worried that she was going to die. My poor little girl. We got right into the ER with no wait. I'm assuming the look of her arm had something to do with it. When we walked in I saw one of the ER nurses mouth to another nurse "wow, that is really bad". Not what I needed to see at that time. Her arm looked like it had a big V right in the middle of the forearm. Thankfully it didn't break the skin, so there was no blood. After a couple tries at an IV, some morphine, x-rays and lots of cartoons; we finally met the orthopedic surgeon around 10:45pm. He was stuck in surgery before that and Addison had just ate a couple hours before coming to the ER, so she couldn't have anesthesia until at least 10:30pm. Luckily b/c she is so young and how the bones broke, she didn't have to have surgery. The surgeon was able to reset the bones within a minute or so of Addison being put under and us leaving the room. We were out of the room at 11:02pm and back in with her awake and casted at 11:15pm. I was so nice to see her no longer in pain and scared; and of course to see her forearm straight again.
We now have a whole new set of challenges to get figured out before our induction date, which is just around the corner. We are just happy that our little girl is back to her old self, for the most part. Hate that she has to go through this on top of everything that she has already been faced with regarding her sister's heart condition, but kids are resilient and I know we will get through this.
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