Monday, May 12, 2008

Does this really count as Family Home Evening?

After dinner tonight we were getting ready for Family Home Evening. I was pulling together the last few things that I needed for our lesson on keeping the Sabbath day holy. Scott had pulled the cushions out of the couch to occupy and entertain the kids in the meantime. While the kiddos were jumping Annicka crawled up onto the arm of the couch so she could jump off, which she does quite often, no matter how many times I've told her not to. Scott had gone to the bathroom and I was just coming into the living room when apparently Park either bumped or pushed Annicka and she went flying off and hit her elbow against the movie case. I have never heard her scream like that before. Scott said that from the other room it sounded like Park was doing one of his play screams, just one he hadn't heard before. Annicka wouldn't calm down and anytime she moved her arm she screamed even more. So after waiting for about 20 minutes to see if she'd calm down (nothing looked or felt out of place) we decided to take her to the ER. We dropped Park off at uncle Rob and aunt Lori's house (thank you guys, again) and headed out. Annie fell asleep in the car and of course I started second guessing myself, but we decided better safe than sorry. After a couple of X-Rays it was evident that she had broken her humerus (upper arm bone) just above the elbow, all the way across. The doctor said she was really lucky that it hadn't slipped out of place, as that would have required surgery to fix. She was such a trooper at the hospital and answered all the questions she was asked and really only cried when we had to move her arm to take the X-Rays. After that they gave her some Loritab and put her arm in a split. She'll have to go the orthopedic doctor in a few days to get a real cast. She was so funny the whole way home. She just kept talking and talking, saying the most random things about the doctors and nurses and how you have fire in your arm when you break a bone. The things Loritab will do to you. Well, here is a picture of her after we got home. The Security Guard gave her a stuffed animal when we first got there and she hasn't let it go since, his name is Ripley. Can you tell she looks a little high?
So here's my question, does a trip to the ER count as FHE?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Poor girl! We haven't ventured into the land of broken bones yet. It's something I'm not looking forward to.