Sorry, ladies - I just won.
Our Gianna loves jumping on the trampoline. In fact, all our girls do. Evangeline loves it when everyone sits on the trampoline and watches her "jump" (no simultaneous jumping for Evy), but I'm sure she'll be bouncing like crazy once she gets slightly bigger and more coordinated.
Two weeks ago, Gianna was stepping down after a trampoline session and missed a step. She landed on her arm and immediately started crying. Gianna doesn't cry easily when she's hurt so we knew the ground probably gave her a good hit. After a few hours of icing her arm and keeping it still, she was back to her old self - outside play, swimming lessons, soccer practices, etc.
She fell twice at soccer practice one night and started complaining that it hurt again. I thought she was being dramatic. Bill decided to take her to the doctor. Our pediatrician is fantastic. He told Bill that her arm was probably badly sprained or bruised. He didn't think it was likely that it was broken, but he wanted us to see the orthopedic surgeon - just in case.
I took Gianna to the specialist that afternoon. As soon as I saw the x-ray, I knew -
but I was hoping deep down I wasn't right.
but I was hoping deep down I wasn't right.
The doctor was so very sweet and compassionate when he told me that Gianna's arm was in fact broken. I promise I tried to hold back the tears so when we were talking,
and he looked over - he looked so surprised,
and he looked over - he looked so surprised,
What's wrong? She's fine! Don't cry. Here's a tissue.
Gianna walked over, climbed in my lap, and rubbed my back - reassuring ME that it was ok that SHE had a broken arm. What in the world?
We're so thankful that it's not a bad break and that she doesn't need a cast. She has to wear a sling until she's completely healed. The saddest thing was Gianna's expression when the doctor said no sports. The girl loves her sports.
So I apologize, girls:
if you were vying for Mother of The Year, I've got it hands down -
the mom who let her daughter run around & play with a broken arm. For two weeks.
High five.
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