What an adventure! It all started Monday morning, we went over to have breakfast with Hansen's and as usual Mya wanted to go outside and aunt Kenzie graciously agreed to take her. After a few minutes we hear her start to scream, and Kenzie brought her in and said it was just all of the sudden and she didn't know what had happened. Well, OK I thought that maybe she had got stung by a bee since they were swarming everywhere. So I gave her a little benedryl and took her home for a nap. When she woke up however, she continued to be so out of sorts, she actually snuggled! All day long, all she wanted was to be held. We even went swimming, which is her favorite, and that was no help. Eventually, her we noticed that she wouldn't put any weight on her right leg, and if she did put any on it she would immediately start to cry. So we asked Kenz to tell us exactly what was happening when it all went down; they were jumping on the tramp, which is not a new thing, Mya LOVES the tramp, and she said that when they stopped her leg bent in just a little bit. The next morning I made an appointment with Dr. Glade, he sent me for some X-rays and here we are...broken leg. Poor little soul, what a rough couple of days. The doctor says that it commonly called a 'toddler fracture', it is like bending a piece of celery in half, and you can put it right back together and all you see is a little crack. So the plus side is that there is no effect to the growth plates and the bone wasn't displaced at all.
She was not thrilled while they put the splint on. She kept yelling 'NO-WAY' at the Doctor and cute assistant, and as soon as they took their hands away she began trying to rip the ace wraps off. So, they suggested we keep pants on her until she got used to it. We were amazed at how quickly she seems to be feeling better now that her little leg is immobilized, I can only imagine how much better that must feel to not have it jiggling around.
Tomorrow morning we go in to get a cast put on, not sure how long it will have to be on, we'll find out then.
Mya has discovered a new and improved mode of transportation. The first few days with her cast she just drug it on the ground behind her while she crawled but now she has progressed to what we like to call the 'Mowgli / elephant' walk. She can really get up and go now.
Mya got her cast on this morning. She did pretty well this time, I was expecting much worse. She just doesn't like being held down so she was wiggling for all she was worth and then it hit me to sing her a song. Bingo! Slightly embarrassing for me, but it worked, she just cuddled there, holding her stuffed puppy and let them finish. The doctor laughed and teasingly told me I sounded like a scout master, hey whatever kept her from messing everything up!
Her cast will only be on for about 2 weeks. We go back on the 25th to have it removed. I was really surprised she would heal that fast. I'm also relieved that it heals that fast. Her cast is really cool, it is completely waterproof! So, showers, baths and even swimming are no problem at all. We just have to make sure we drain all the excess water out so she doesn't grow algae or gross stuff like that.
The cast is at a much better angle for walking than her splint was, the splint had her one foot tippy-toe. She sounds like a peg-leg pirate waddling around; step, thud, step, thud....
What an adventure! It all started Monday morning, we went over to have breakfast with Hansen's and as usual Mya wanted to go outside and aunt Kenzie graciously agreed to take her. After a few minutes we hear her start to scream, and Kenzie brought her in and said it was just all of the sudden and she didn't know what had happened. Well, OK I thought that maybe she had got stung by a bee since they were swarming everywhere. So I gave her a little benedryl and took her home for a nap. When she woke up however, she continued to be so out of sorts, she actually snuggled! All day long, all she wanted was to be held. We even went swimming, which is her favorite, and that was no help. Eventually, her we noticed that she wouldn't put any weight on her right leg, and if she did put any on it she would immediately start to cry. So we asked Kenz to tell us exactly what was happening when it all went down; they were jumping on the tramp, which is not a new thing, Mya LOVES the tramp, and she said that when they stopped her leg bent in just a little bit. The next morning I made an appointment with Dr. Glade, he sent me for some X-rays and here we are...broken leg. Poor little soul, what a rough couple of days. The doctor says that it commonly called a 'toddler fracture', it is like bending a piece of celery in half, and you can put it right back together and all you see is a little crack. So the plus side is that there is no effect to the growth plates and the bone wasn't displaced at all.