On Wednesday 1/13, I was downstairs working from home. I heard my daughter crying uncontrollably for a good while upstairs with my MIL. Now the thing is, we live with my MIL, and where her room is, it’s tucked in the back away from where I work downstairs but I guess my mom intuition kicked in. Upon getting upstairs, I saw my daughter hysterically crying - like I mean, snot coming out of every open Orifice on her face. When I went to try and grab her to try and calm her down NOTHING WORKED. I asked my MIL what happened and she basically was like “I think she hit her head.” I said “how did that happen?” She said something like “well she was walking in my room and lost her balance and fell backwards and I think hit her head on the dresser.” Or so she swears. Part of me still thinks she somehow was on the bed and fell but that’s for another day.

Now you guys, anytime daughter has banged her head, she will cry and then basically be over it. BUT NOT THIS TIME. That’s when I’m feeling the back of her head and I’m not feeling any bumps or lumps. Anyways, my MIL then basically said that she didn’t want to disturb me from my work and that’s why she didn’t call for me. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? That’s when I said “I don’t care. If she hits her head I WANT TO KNOW!” So at this point, my MIL is now holding my daughter again and that’s when I notice her left arm acting a little limp. Instantly I got a feeling saying “this is totally not good.” I’m like, did she dislocate her shoulder on the fall? Bang an elbow up? I hope she didn’t break a bone! So I call my husband up (he’s at work outside of the house) and start crying saying “I think something happened to Aspyn’s arm I just have a feeling. I need you to leave work because we need to get her checked out right away!” He says he is on it. About 20 long minutes go by and he’s finally home. I have every bag ready to go. We load up into the car and car seat quite carefully.

Finally we get to the local Children’s hospital - my husband can’t come in unfortunately. I went in because we still breastfeed and you know a hospital visit isn’t just a visit - it’s a stay. Upon arrival and check in, I get asked numerous times what exactly happened. Unfortunately I really didn’t have a clue - I had to go by what my MIL recalled happened - which of course got me thinking that the hospital was making sure this wasn’t inflicted abuse (still so terrible to think that they could have been making sure that’s not what happened - but I do understand why they ask. They have to cover their bases too). Anyways, we get weighed in and what not and then are called back. The resident and attending doctor both come in and just do some checks on her arm - asking me to squeeze from the shoulder down to her wrist to see if she reacted to any part. She unfortunately did at first with the shoulder and then elbow and occasionally the wrist. She’s given some motrin to help with the pain for the time being. Soon after the resident Ortho doctor comes in and says we are going to have xrays done. We get them done and wait. Not even 5-10 minutes later, he comes back and says MY DAUGHTER HAS A FRACTURE ABOUT AN INCH UP FROM HER LEFT ELBOW! Like are you kidding me?? All she apparently did was fall a tiny bit though?? Then he asks when she last ate (I said maybe 5 mins ago I breastfed her). He said nothing more of food or drinks because SHE WILL NEED SURGERY THAT NIGHT and if she has anything else, that will stop the clock and push the surgery time back. WHAT?!? No, no, no. Immediately I start crying! Who wants to see their child get taken back for emergency surgery? Her type of fracture apparently is the most common in kids but the severity of it was classified as a #2 and they go off a rating of 1-3.

He steps out of the room to verify with the head Ortho surgeon if surgery will still be needed and I freak out calling everyone. Everyone is so upset too. Finally what seems like forever he comes back and tells me after discussion, NO SURGERY! OH MY GOD YOU GUYS! The relief! BUT he said she will need to be sedated to get a cast on. So the nurse on duty comes in after and first administers a drug orally called Versed to help relax her. Then 15 minutes later comes back with a nasal painkiller. At this point, we are already up well past nap time. So the drugs almost instantly kicked in. She’s slowly moving her body and lifting her gown over head like she’s doing some Girls Gone Wild stuff LOL The Ortho doctor then comes in and says “I think she’s ready by the looks of her lol” Yea well, that medicine didn’t work too well at calming her because when he asked if I was squeamish and I said as long as no blood is involved, I didn’t think of just how they would have to manipulate and set her arm! 😖 POOR GIRL BAWLED HER HEAD OFF! Then about 5 minutes later, with the help of another person with the Ortho doctor, Aspyn was gifted with a nice, hot pink cast because like I said in the title, on Wednesday’s we wear pink.

So this Tuesday we have a follow up X-ray as a routine but also to confirm with the previous X-ray if she also has a wrist fracture. All in all, we are looking at a wear time of 4-8 weeks. SO HEAL GIRL HEAL! Sleep time has been rough. First night she woke around 4:30 am hysterical cause I’m assuming the Motrin I gave before bed and all the other medicines wore off. Second night I laid her down on her back (she’s a belly sleeper mind you) and propped her arm up with a pillow. Didn’t work/last long because the girl figured out with that heavy cast how to roll to her belly. I’m such a nervous wreck because I keep thinking her fingers are swelling too much and then because she won’t let me prop her arm up at night, they get cold to touch and then I start thinking they’re going to fall off from lack of circulation. I actually called the overnight Ortho doctor on call to confirm everything she was experiencing was normal. He said it was. BUT JEEZE my heart and mind can’t take it. I cannot focus either. But as everyone says, kids age resilient and given her age, she will bounce back much quicker. She really is a trooper though. She has not really fussed at all. Happy go lucky during the day and night besides outfit changes for bed. Food has been weird since I have tried to avoid really messy foods. Bath time is consisting of a wet wash cloth.