Wednesday, October 06, 2010

Fun times in the ER

About two and a half weeks ago, Jeremy was out of town for a boys weekend.  I had to work on Friday night, so the kids spent the night at my mom’s house.  I slept Saturday morning at my mom’s and then got up so that I could spend some time with the kids.  My mom and I were in her kitchen when we hear a jump and then a cry.  This isn’t highly unusual with two rowdy kids, but the crying persisted.  I ran upstairs and Gavin was crying and not wanting to walk on his right foot.  Apparently, he had jumped off of the bed (with no assistance from his sister, or so I am told….).  Gavin is not one to cry for long after he is hurt.  It is actually a little bit of a running joke that all he needs is a kiss and it is instantly “all better!”  This time, however, the kisses did not heal all wounds.  Gavin cried (really hard) for at least 45 minutes and he still refused to bear weight.  So, after just having left work in the ER about 8 hours earlier, we headed down to the ER to get Gavin checked out.  Aside from the complete fit (and I mean MAJOR) he threw in triage because he couldn’t hold the Buzz Lightyear doll that was out there, he did pretty well.  The Child Life Specialist showered Mikayla and him with lots of activities to do.


This is a picture of Gavin watching Toy Story.  He is a little obsessed with Toy Story (wait for a whole blog post on that!) and that movie came on at the perfect time.  Our visit in the ER cut into his nap so he was a little whiney.  Untitled(2)  This is a picture of Mikayla with all of the stickers that she was given.  I think I remember her commenting on how fun it was to come to mommy’s work.  (She just needs to keep it at social visits though!)Untitled(7)

This is a picture of the three of us taken by my mom (thanks for coming and keeping me sane!) on my camera phone.Untitled(4)  They did an x-ray of his leg which showed no fracture.  However, since he still refused to bear weight the decided to put him in a long leg splint.  As you can imagine, he was a little less than thrilled about wearing that.  I wish that was the end of our story, but that is for a whole ‘nother blog post!