So, this happened this summer.
A little too much partying and the break of an elbow.
9PM breakage at a party resulted in super late night ER visit, and this pitiful 2AM phone image text to a waiting momma.
Being rolled around in a wheelchair was one of the early highlights of this Dr. visit loaded experience.
Soon to follow was a visit to an pediatric orthopedic office for x-rays, an itchy splint and word that pins would be inserted. Sigh.
One of the highlights of the "Great Casting of 2013"?
Cast color choosing.
Purple? Nope. Green? Not so much.
And then the day came when hospital gowns and ID bracelets were needed.
This girl and her daddy did this together.
Together they stopped eating the night before and stopped drinking liquids long hours before.
We were all brave. Even Moses.
So Daddy walked her back and held her 5 year old hand for anesthesia.
Then, we waited.
A while later, this is what rolled out.
A sleepy, glittery casted, popsicle eater.
The next day, she'd brag about being "rolled around in a bed".
It wasn't long before the "get well" love started rolling in from family and our peeps. A couple rounds of balloons, a mailbox filled with cards, candy to munch, a Sophia the First doll arrived via UPS, art supplies and artwork from lots of cousins, a great aunt sent a stained glass coloring book, and Aunt Janie dug up photos of herself in a cast from back in the day.
Let me tell you, casts have some darn good perks.
Another highlight?
A glittery cast elevates you to rock star status among the under ten crowd. You might even catch friends wrapping their own arms in tissue paper.
Rough parts:
no swimming, running, trampoline jumping or bike riding for seven weeks
taking a bath holding your arm up in the air
missing gymnastics sign-ups
casts get stinky
getting to wear only cast friendly clothes
not so fun Dr. visits
As hard things always do though, the cast portion soon passed.
Papa was in town for the appointment, and daddy took off work, so she had a family entourage.
We celebrated with some crazy delish cupcake action.
Our girl was so very brave.
Starting at the ER, she faced it all with such courage. Never did she fuss, cry or flee from her doctors. When her momma and daddy were flinching, dreading and worrying, she was walking in with a smile. She knows now that brave people get scared, but do what they need to do anyway.
She's also learned that hard stuff happens, but you get through it, and it eventually passes.
Final highlight?
This brave beauty got ice cream after every Dr.'s visit.
One more to go!
