Eli and I raked and mowed the lawn this morning while Helen napped. E. was such a good listener and did such a good job. Then on the way to the house he caught his foot in a hole and fell down. He proceeded to crawl around, crying, not putting any weight on his foot for the next hour. I called the doctor's office and the nurse said I needed to bring him in... to their partner's office the next town over.
Scott always tells me not to overreact, to which I respond, "You're right, you're right. I know you're right," and then do it anyway--arranging for someone else to pick K. up at early dismissal, berating myself for not packing any food for lunch or enough diapers for the baby, wondering how long we might be at the doctor's office/hospital, envisioning life with a two-year old in a cast ("How will we bathe him?!?"), making panicked phone calls while Eli screams in the backseat of the van ("I DON'T WANT A BAND-AID!! IS FEEL BETTER NOW!!")
Well. It is just a mild sprain. Thank goodness. The doctor had never met us before, and he gently reminded me that kids this age are often more scared than hurt. I tried to explain how unusual this behavior is for E., and the doctor just smiled kindly. Whatever. Eli is fine, and that's what's important.
But now I feel all jangly and full of nervous energy I need to burn off. I feel the way I did when Scott and I were driven from our wedding ceremony to our reception. Friends had left a split of champagne in the backseat. We finished it on the 10-minute drive, and it didn't even make a dent in my nerves. It just made me stop shaking. Maybe I'll go out for some therapeutic Christmas shopping tonight and bring home a bottle of wine to split with Scott.
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what a morning. I'm glad eli isnt hurt too badly.
ReplyDeletebuy the wine---you deserve it.
I'm glad he is ok. I would've done the same thing. A bottle of wine sounds just like what you need.
ReplyDeleteThese kids know how to scare us, don't they? I remember last year, my youngest went down the slide, fell down on her hand and couldn't stop screaming. She couldn't move her fingers or hand, it was dinner-time, my kids had friends over, my husband wasn't home, and my pediatrician's office told me to go to the emergency room.
ReplyDeleteAn hour later, we reach the emergency room. After we wait awhile, a nurse came out and saw how my daughter couldn't move her fingers and was ready to send us to x-ray. A doctor came out to let us know what to expect, he asked my daughter to move her fingers, and guess what she did?
Be prepared for some great adventures. Stock up on the wine.
Glad E is okay!
ReplyDeleteOh, and if by chance he ever does make it into a cast, just give me a call... we've dealt with a 2 year old in a full leg cast. It's fun. Fun, I say! ha. ha.
Seriously, though, glad everyone's doing fine (or at least better). :)
I'm so glad that he's fine. HUGS to you for all you've been through. Enjoy your shopping and your wine.
ReplyDeleteOnce my then 2-year old son walked into the path of my then 4-year old daughter while she was swinging at the sitter's. She ran into him and knocked him over. He would not walk on his right leg for the rest of the afternoon. We took him to the doctor. He told us to go to get his leg x-rayed if he was still limping in the morning. In the morning: Keith started limping on THE OTHER LEG. Ended up getting BOTH legs x-rayed. No breaks. Nothing wrong. He was basically fine after a couple of days--started walking on it more, but he limped for close to THREE WEEKS. My hubs is the one who panicked and kept taking him to the doctor's. Keith finally just stopped limping one day.... We kept saying, "He's too young to be faking it!" It WAS nerve-wracking for a while there when I would let my guard down and start thinking "Does he have a spinal injury? Maybe it's his sciatica?" I did think then that maybe he was just too scared to try to walk right. I kinda laugh about it now, 'cause despite his young age, he really seemed to be playing (at least my husband!) for a while there!
ReplyDeleteOh yes, and I'm so glad your little guy is fine! And I'm assuming you've bought your wine by now! :-)
ReplyDeleteYou seem to have some bad luck with nurses and doctors not believing you!
ReplyDeleteGlad Eli is ok - you had me scared as I was reading!
Egg nog is out in grocery stores now - we got a jug last night and some brandy -- want me to pour you some?
Glad Eli is ok. Here's a tip that I got when I began raising my step-daughters. Stay calm. Perfectly Calm. The kid freaks out way more if you look panniked. As my husband told me, "Even if their arm is chopped off, you say [to the kid] calmly, 'comeon, pick up your arm, let's go to see dr. susie.'" Totally calm. It works every time.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad Eli is OK. You did the right thing. Plus, all you did was call the doctor, they told you to bring him in. When Alysa broke her arm, she would NOT stop crying for anything - I just knew it was more. When your kid doesn't get over like they usually do, it's something. And he has a sprain - that's not nothing. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad it wasn't too serious! I can't imagine a toddler in a cast either... it would be horrible.
ReplyDeleteHope you were able to get out and do some therapeutic shopping.
Wow, what a scare. It's funny the way kids react to things sometimes. You just don't know. Better safe than sorry. I'm so glad he's OK.
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