On Monday, 3/23 during our visit to see Neal's parents we decided to go to the park. We were having a lovely time until Neal and I heard crying. Neal said something like "Oh, no!!!" and here comes Grandma Rosie trying to hold Lilly up (because we all know, poor Lilly tends to fall or come close to passing out when she is in pain or scared). So here is how the story went... This is a compilation of Lilly's and Grandma Rosie's stories. Lilly fell off the monkey bars onto her elbow. Lilly heard a crack. She landed on top of her arm. That really was about all I heard over the crying. All I could think about was Lilly crying so loudly. And unfourtunatley, in the past Lilly has passed out and has been very dramatic over simple things like pulling out splinters. So it was hard for us to decide if she was really hurt or if she was just being her normal self. However, I do remember thinking, something is wrong, whether or not her arm is broken, something is very wrong. I took Lilly to the car, my sweet little angel, and held her and talked with her about the pain she was in. I knew that I wasn't going to be able to access the damage to her arm until she was calm and quite. I decided to take her for a ride in the car. She didn't stop crying. She had been crying non-stop for several minutes. I needed to call Neal and tell him that I was leaving the park for a bit, so I told Lady Lillian that she needed to quiet down just for a bit while I talked to Daddy. She did but it was very hard for her to stay totally quiet. I decided to take Miss to get a doughnut. After this trip she was finally calm. Thank God. However, that was not the end of her crying. She began to cry again when the fellows (Neal & Gramps) tried taking a look at her arm again at home. Grampy got her some ice and towels and that calmed her down again.
We drove home to Leland. We got home around 7 p.m. Neal & I went on the computer to see what the symptoms of a fracture were. She had all of the symptoms, except for swelling. Neal and I agreed that in the morning I needed to take her to the doctor because she did show all of the signs of a sprain or strain. I noticed that morning that her elbow was noticably swollen. I had planned on going to the gym and then take Missy to the doctor. I called my Best Friend and told her the situation. She told me a story about herself when she was a child that made me decide to take Lilly to the doctor immediately. I knew that if I would have gone to the gym that I would have not been able to stop thinking about Lilly's arm, so it was an easy decision.
We went to the pediatrician at 11:20 and stayed until 1:00. Then we had to run up the road to the radiologist and stayed until 2:20. We hurried to get lunch at 2:30 and got to the orthopedic's office by 2:45. Lilly got a beautiful neon pink cast that we have to look at for 6 weeks. We were out of there around 4:15. We stopped by Nana's for a while and when I was telling the story to Aunt Heather, that is when I discovered that the bone above the elbow is called the HUMERUS. Not so funny when it's broken, huh?
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