May 1st, I thought I was back in my writing groove. I made new pages on a new story, was busy reading through the galleys of my upcoming Berkley release. All was chugging along nicely.
The next day, however, was a complete nightmare. I went to my daughter’s for a cup of coffee before beginning my day. We sat in the sunshine (it’s back, at last!) while we watched the two-year-old run around the yard. She slowed down as she approached us, but somehow twisted up her feet, rolled on a pine cone and came down. My daughter and I heard a snap. I hoped like hell it was the pine cone, but the little one screamed like a banshee. Because of floodwaters, we couldn’t take her to the emergency room seven miles away. Instead, we drove back roads to the next town to get her to an emergency room where they confirmed she’d broken her tibia. A “toddler’s fracture” they called it.
They took x-rays, contacted the children’s hospital in Little Rock, then off again we went with the little one moaning pitifully in the backseat the whole way. At their emergency room, they splinted the break, gave her tylenol laced with codeine for the pain, thank god, then late afternoon, we were finally on our way home.
Since then, it’s been so complicated. The little one doesn’t understand she can’t stand on her leg, and picks constantly at the cotton padding surrounding the splint. Mama has to keep her close. The six-year-old is feeling neglected and acting up. Whew!
Today, I took a break to try to get some things off my desk. So, sorry this isn’t an entertaining blog post. Tomorrow, I have a guest blogger, my own sister, filling in.
My Dark Fairy contest is still ongoing (see Monday’s post for a picture of the prize). Be sure to post something here or on facebook for another chance to win.
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Dang! That’s just awful for the 2-year old. And the 6-year old. And the adults. I say eat ice cream. It makes everything better.
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My great niece broke both legs in a sledding accident when she was 5 and she barely remembers it at the ripe old age of 8. It doesn’t seem like it now, but she will feel better soon and forget about the cast once the newness wears off.
Hope everyone feels better very soon.
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Hopefully with each day things will get better for everyone.
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i am so sorry for the little one. my mom always prescribed lots of hugs and kisses but i say chocolate never hurts either!
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As soon as you put she rolled her ankle I cringed. Lord I have nightmares about things like that. The good news is a break will heal a lot better than any sprain or twist, and the leg is better than the ankle. Poor baby, must be frustrating for everyone. Hope it heals fast.
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So sorry the little one was hurt.
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Poor little one! And poor Grandma! Hope you both feel better. 🙁
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oh poor little thing 🙁 I hope she heals fast and things get better
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1. So sorry to hear about the toddler… thank goodness for a child’s ability to heal!
2. By your description I’m guessing you live near Joan? (One of my best friends is in the same boat (excuse the pun), she has to drive all the way around to get to her teaching job at Henderson.)
3. Glad to hear ya’ll ended up at ACH. Quite often that closest ER really SCARES me! (I grew up there… and crazily enough, am just about to move back there!)
4. Just read Texas Men… cute!