Last night, Gavin’s right ring finger got caught in the hinge side of a closing door. When Jeremy picked him up and I looked at his finger, there was an indentation at the end of his finger. Then it started swelling and bruising almost immediately. Gavin was very upset and wouldn’t use or move that finger. I decided to take him to the pediatric urgent care to have it looked at. They did an x-ray and the doctor thought that she saw a fracture to the end of the finger. So my poor little boy gets to wear a splint on his hand for the next three weeks.
I am still crossing my fingers that when the radiologist does the follow-up read, that they will decide that there is no fracture there. I’m trying to figure out how to let a little boy play outside and not get his splint dirty. I also want to know how to get that little boy that loves to play outside clean, since I can’t get his splint wet.
I was determined to take that bottle away this week when we used up the last of the liners that go in the bottle, but I think we will be waiting a couple more weeks. I can’t bring myself to take away his greatest love when he has that poor thing on his hand.
The nurse put a smiley face on the splint after she finished, in hopes of cheering him up – it didn’t work.