Broken Gracie
Daddy insisted on taking her to the pediatric Urgent Care tonight. He had to miss out on the scary wait with Thomas as I sweated and prayed and worried and prayed, and held my crying child for hours waiting to get help and relief.
Meanwhile, he was left to just get a brief updated before my phone crashed and he was left in the dark not knowing what was going on.
He was not going to let that happen. And lets face it, he is the strong one!
So, I waited, and prayed, and worried and prayed and cleaned waiting for updates.
She was x-rayed and found to have broken badly her radius. Garren showed me the face the people kept making when they saw the x-ray. Comforting people, comforting!
So, for now she has a brace, and I will have to make an appointment for her to get a cast on. On the bright side, it will be the same place Thomas got his cast on.
She is home and in bed and resting as I type this, but all along the Gracie that takes far too munch after her mother has let the worry about a first day of school with a cast on outweigh any and all physical trauma.
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