What happened? In short, Mini accidentally fell over onto Dollop's leg and after 4.5 hours in A&E she has emerged with a plaster cast from her toes to her thigh for her broken leg. My poor baby girl.
This photo is off it straight after plastering...it's only a back slab (the back of her leg and around her foot is plastered), and tomorrow we'll be visiting the fracture clinic to have this removed and a proper fibre glass cast put on instead.
|Just a teensy sign that it's broken, it looks like a little chip from this side!|
The x-ray from the front showed the break more clearly, which goes right
across the bone, but I didn't get to take a photo. These was a sneaky one!
Despite this, I'm linking up to #MemoryBox at The Adoption Social because Mini has shown empathy and care for Dollop. He worried about her whilst he waited at home with Daddy for news from me at the hospital. He's shown guilt and shame too. But he has handled these emotions and feelings remarkably well. Accidents happen, and I think we've gotten that through to him, and the initial blame that he heaped on himself seems to have dissipated.
I'm also linking up because I normally panic when things like this happen. I usually let the NC take over and do the hospital trips, whilst I wait at home with the uninjured one, and stress until I hear from him. But this time, I did it. I sat there in that hospital with her, I dried her tears, I read her stories, I cuddled her to sleep, and I stroked her hair & held her hand whilst she was examined. I was even OK (well, as much as you can be) when the lady near us starting throwing up, and when a nurse took blood from someone next to us (I have a needle phobia)! So this is a 'yay me' moment too.
But now reader, I need you! If you have any ideas on how to keep an immobile 3 year old occupied for a few weeks til she gets the hang of walking on her cast, then please send them this way (I've already stocked up on colouring books and sticker books. Playdough, lego and baking are all on my to-do list).
**EDIT** It has been brought to my attention that some people think it's disgusting that I would own up to drinking whilst Dollop broke her leg, because if this incident happened in another family the children would be removed. I want to clearly state that although I'd had a couple of weak Pimms (that's under the legal drink/drive limit), my husband was completely SOBER and this incident would have happened regardless of my slight tipsiness. I was trying to keep the post short, and therefore omitted certain information that might have made us as parents appear reckless. If children DO get removed because of an isolated incident like this then there is something wrong with the system, if I'm unable to admit to having a drink whilst other sober adults are present, there is something wrong too!