More Adventures

Apparently my kids are more adventurous than myself or Chad. Or bigger risk takers. Or just plain and simply, more accident prone. They have now surpassed us in accident related injuries. Jaedyn, by getting stitches following an injury at the age of 4... something Chad and I have as of yet to experience. And Lilia, by breaking a bone at the age of 2. Also something we have as of yet to experience.

Storytime...

Really the timing could not have been better, if you can say such a thing without sounding gruesome or cruel. A few weeks ago, Chad was working full time and it would have been on the babysitters watch as the accident occurred on a Thursday when I was at work. A couple of weeks later and we would have had a newborn we were hauling around as well.

As it worked out, Chad is working part time and was home with the girls on Thurs morning doing some yard work... okay really, he was cleaning up the dog poop. So indirectly, I guess you could say that it's the dog's fault. It usually is.

The girls were playing on the slide and what we gather from what Jaedyn told us, is that they were going down the slide together and half way down Jaedyn let go of Lilia. This is typical, normal play. Unfortunately Lilia planted her feet just as Jaedyn was catching up to her which resulted in a twisting action on Lilia's leg. She started crying and Chad ran to the rescue.

Lilia is not dramatic. She is a sweet-natured, calm, happy child. So when she was still whimpering and refusing to bear weight on her right leg after 20 minutes, Chad called me at work. Now when I say Chad called me at work, what I really mean is, he called my cell phone and left a message. I've since filled him in on proper emergency protocol which includes calling the place of my work so I can be contacted immediately. We got in touch after another 20 minutes and decided to have him take Lilia into the instacare for x-rays.

Here's a sweet piece of the story. As they were getting in the car, Jaedyn was confused at the seeming urgency in the air and the rush to the car. She asked where and why they were going. Chad told her that Lilia's leg was probably broken and Jaedyn instantly started crying and exclaimed, "My heart is broken!"

By the time they got in to the Doctor, Lilia had calmed down. As Chad walked in with the girls the lady asked, "Couple of sickies, huh?" Chad explained the situation after which he received an incredulous "overzealous dad" look from the lady at the counter who I'm sure was skeptical that our completely calm toddler could possibly have an injury. Lilia acted the same way during the x-rays and exam, cooperating with the rad tech and looking around curiously at everything. Chad called me about an hour later to report that Lilia was splinted for a midshaft tibial fracture and would need to follow up with ortho for a cast on Tues.

He got them home for a late lunch and missed naps. When lunch was ready he called the girls in and after a few minutes he heard Lilia call from the living room, "Dad... I need help!" He had completely forgotten she couldn't walk on her own! He felt so bad. He ran in to help her and found her tri-podding on the floor with her hands and good leg.

The rest of that day, she was a little more quiet and cuddly than normal. She slept completely through the night with just a small dose of tylenol at bedtime. Friday she complained once or twice if she twisted it wrong or tried to stand. And this is her today, Saturday. Happy as a clam and crawling all over the house!

I love my brave little girl!