As we were getting ready to go to the zoo. My niece asked me if it was okay that she and Arlee went and jumped on the tramp if my mom watched. I thought it might not be a good idea, because we were leaving soon and I just did their hair. I still said yes, but I should have said no and not messed up their hair. Not even 5 minutes after they went outside I hear crying from Arlee. My mom was out there so I continued getting ready. I went to ask my mom a question only to find Arlee and Lydia and Kasiah upset. My mom had Arlee and Lydia in her arms carrying them away from the tramp and back inside. I met them at the door.
My mom said that Arlee got stepped on by Kasiah. Well that just seemed a little dumb for her to be crying about. I took Arlee and tried to make her stand up. Well she started screaming and begging me to pick her up. She wasn't going to let her feet down so I picked her up. I was trying to talk to her for a while, but with no real improvement I was getting a little worried something was wrong. I didn't want to take her to the zoo acting like she was either.
Talking to Hans and my mom we decided that we should probably take her into the doctor and know for certain that there wasn't anything to worry about. Whether it be a sprain or nothing we would know. My mom kept Lydia and Hans and I took Arlee to Insta- Care.
We got there and Arlee still hasn't calmed down and by this point I am feeling horrible that I kept saying to her stop crying. Stop being a baby. Arlee she just stepped on you. Are you sure you are really hurt?
*Just a note. I am not really mean I just wanted her to shake it off or something. Arlee's friend sprained her ankle at playgroup and it seems like ever since Arlee has been pretty dramatic about falling, tripping, bumping her head, etc. Things that didn't use to make as much of an impact on her.)
Well after about and hour wait we were in the room. The nurse was great! She was even able to take her blood pressure, which isn't usually easy with her. Then she took us to the X-ray area.
Completely different child and rightfully so, the x-ray tech was a complete idiot! I hate to say it, but he was. We walked in and I put Arlee on the table and she is screaming.
I calm her down by saying, "I am going to be right here with you."
Then the guy says, "okay we are going to have dad robe up and mom you can wait outside. She will be better with out you here."
"Probably not, but whatever." I was so mad! I understand that they didn't want me in there since I could be pregnant, but I am not.
I am walking out almost in tears, because Arlee is in there screaming and saying, "I want my mom! Leave me alone, don't touch it, etc."
I sat next to a lady and she said, "He just kicked you out?"
"Yeah, he did."
"What a jerk."
"I am sure he will be right back out here to tell me he needs me."
Then he comes out and the lady and I looked at each other with the I told you so look.
He then explains to me, "Now you are going to hear her screaming. It isn't because it hurts it is because she is scared. You can go sit back down. I just wanted you to know that."
By this point I am tearing up and I just want to go and grab her and get out. She is still screaming and even more when he went in to the room again.
He came back out and said, "Okay, mom we need you in here. I guess it is going to be better with you in here."
They put the robe on me and he starts explaining how to hold her leg while demonstrating on her. Meanwhile, Arlee is still fighting him off with all her strength. THAT'S MY GIRL! He deserved it.
Once he stopped touching her leg and moving it all over the place while she is screaming. I was able to grab it and boom boom done. It is over! Arlee is exhausted.
"By the way she is acting I bet it is broken, but I will let the doctor look at these and then he can tell you."
Hans mentioned to me that he just wanted to reach across the table and punch the guy out because of the way he was man-handling her.
I have to admit that surprised me a little. It takes a lot to make Hans mad and even that mad... I haven't seen it ever.
We waited for the doctor and sure enough it was broken. She had a right not to want to stand on it, move or be touched. She was hurting. I couldn't believe it! I was going through everything in my head. 'She broke yet another limb. This is crazy. No way this could be happening to her again. She just got out of a cast in Feb. for her arm! What am I going to do?'
Then the splinting, oh the splinting....
Much like the x-rays she was putting up a fight. These poor nurses. This was the nurse that saw us before and a student nurse helping her. Because of her experience with the x-ray tech she didn't want anyone near her leg. They finally got her splint on. They gave her an otter pop which helped her relax a little. We were clear to take her home. Finally! As we were walking out into the waiting room I lost it. Tears were coming down my cheeks and I was completely frustrated! My poor baby!!!!!!!!!
Picked up her prescription and headed back to my moms to get Lydia. We still hadn't seen Hans' side yet. They were supposed to come to the zoo with us, but that got put on hold.
We went to Hans' parents completely exhausted from the days events. It wasn't too relaxing for Arlee either. She was in pain, but relieved to see her other grandma, aunts, cousins, grandpa and uncle.
We got back to my parent's and Arlee played with some toys. She was happy to have something to do.
Wearing Hans' shirt since we brought all tight fitting pj's and playing with toys that I played with growing up. My mom knew just how to make her happy on a long day. A lot of babies and girly things.
Saturday came and we went to Sam Hawk. It is a Korean restaurant and it was really good. My sister, Kali has been talking about it forever, but we haven't gone until then. Man we were missing out.
Sunday we celebrated my birthday and had Hans' family come over to my parent's for sloppy joes. After we played games outside and enjoyed the day together.
An example of a tramp... Hans and I don't think that we will ever be getting one. My dad was ready to get rid of it after Arlee's leg. My mom wouldn't let him though.
More to come of our trip. More exciting things too.
