I think he's a pretty tough kid and I get to spend a heck of a lot of time with him, so I knew something was wrong by his reaction to the fall. What he couldn't say with words he said with his body language. I knew we needed to go somewhere and after a few phone calls we decided the Children's ER was where we needed to go. When we parked the car and opened his door he said, "It not hurt anymore. I want to go home." We laughed at him and said "I don't think so!" After a brief time in the waiting room we headed back to a room. They felt bad for the big pregnant mom so they brought the x-ray machine to our room...score! They brought Cadynce and Donnie stickers which kept them occupied while we waited for the x-rays to be read. It didn't take too long for them to bring the bad news that his leg was broken. Donnie was in good spirits the whole time and all the nurses loved listening to him sing the ABC's. They put his leg in a splint and told us to contact an Orthopedic doctor for his cast...and they sent us home.
Donnie slept for about an hour and then he cried for the rest of the night. It was a helpless feeling listening to him cry all night saying "ouchie" and all I could do was hug and kiss him. He was in a lot of pain that first night. Friday morning he was a little better and Don took the day off work to help me with the unknown (translation: big pregnant wife may need a little help...score.) I'm enjoying the perks of being pregnant!! We called the Orthopedic doctor and got an appointment for the afternoon.
Donnie, once again, was just as happy as could be. They took their time putting the full leg cast on, making sure the angle of his leg was just perfect. Donnie sat very still as they wrapped and wrapped his leg up in the blue cast he picked out. For the casting of the lower leg he had to sit up with his legs hanging off the table. For the upper leg, he had to lay on his back and Don held his leg in the bent position while wrapping the upper leg and knee. It didn't take long for the cast to harden, and Donnie said "my leg not hurt anymore."
This morning, two things happened...at 6:45am Cadynce came in my room and said that she opened Donnie's door so when he woke up he could get out (a rewarding moment as a mom), and at 7am I heard Donnie's big cast dragging on the floor as he crawled to my room (what a joyful sound that was). I was so proud of him. We have gone through our day just like every other day. As I watched Donnie this morning I couldn't help but think about his reaction to life's challenges. He has not asked to be picked up and carried around because of this unexpected injury (and huge cast), and he's not boo-hooing because he can't do what he's used to doing. Instead, he crawls around dragging his casted leg with a big smile on his face. He has adjusted to his cast and figured out how to do certain things and how to get what he wants. He gets himself on and off the couch. He stands up to play, learning what he has to do in order not to fall. He falls and gets right back up. He insists on standing on the case of water bottles in front of the washer to help throw the clothes in the washer (just like he did before). He is even trying to walk (which the doctor said he would do too). I will confess that my thoughts were not quite so positive after hearing the news, but after Donnie crawled to my room this morning I knew what I had to do. View Album for more pictures.
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