Humdinger

I think that this week just might qualify as a humdinger... As we packed up to leave from Grandma A's over the holiday weekend, Piper was trying to keep up with Hadley, as usual, and pulled herself up onto an ottoman.  Unfortunately, it was a rolling foot stool, and it tipped her right off.  From a distance, the fall looked pretty soft, but did she ever cry!  And it just kept going and going and going.  I attributed it to the four new teeth she had gotten over the holiday weekend (no fun for anyone).  Nearly 45 minutes of crying later, we loaded her up into the truck, and the drive finally lulled her to sleep. 

It wasn't until later that night I noticed how pitiful she looked anytime she tried getting up from a sitting position, it was as if her arms had no muscle strength in them?  She'd instead tip forward and bump her nose, only crying more.  By Sunday, we discovered, after grabbing it WAY too many times, that her little left wrist was red and swollen.  Poor baby.  She still used it to pick up light objects, touch her blankie, and suck her thumb, but she would not put any weight on it and would SOB if we touched it. 

By midweek, Piper had mastered a little compensation plan of her own, using just her forearm to help her along if needed, but never putting any pressure on that little wrist.  In fact, the only time she sobbed anymore was if we bumped it, or heaven forbid tried to put a clean shirt on her!  We brought her in to Kyle's office on Wednesday and tortured her with an x-ray.  She was so tough though, and Hadley kept telling her what a good job she was doing. The x-ray did indeed reveal a break, so we made an appointment with an orthopedic the very next day.  Thankfully, the 'buckle fracture' on her radius did not warrant a cast, and unless she takes another fall in the next few weeks, should heal nicely on its own.  Praise God!

Meanwhile, Hadley woke up with a fever on Tuesday and a very crabby mood, very much unlike her.  I spent most of the morning in a hug drying her tearful eyes.  By lunchtime, the pukes hit (onto me), but her attitude really improved.  There is nothing like watching your child throw up.  She was just so helpless, and kept looking at me with those big blue eyes willing me to make it go away.  (I think I may have shed a few tears that day too, but don't tell anyone.)  Her fever was much higher Wednesday, and was joined by a lovely barking seal cough.  One that if pushed a bit too hard, made her throw up again, and again (and even onto Dad once!).  Thankfully, on the day of Piper's doctor appointment, Hadley's fever had gone down a couple points and her cough even seemed a bit improved.  You can see a picture of her in three layers of clothing on Wednesday (with the temp of 103), and then with Piper at the clinic on Thursday (note the lovely mask she 'got' to wear due to her 'swine flu like symptoms' haha!).

Hadley still has a low grade fever, but is starting to eat a little bit and is handling the cough very well (thanks to a new humidifier in her room). I am now just patiently and prayfully waiting to see if Piper will get her big sister's lovely cold, to turn the weekend into a humdinger as well...

We have much to be thankful for though - SO glad it didn't happen over Thanksgiving, SO glad that Christmas is weeks off, and SO glad that I get to stay home every day to take care of them :)