Two days past her 9th birthday, Eva breaks her first bone.
On Wednesday evening as I was upstairs changing clothes to go to her girl scout meeting, I hear the all too familiar ruckus of kids running through the house. No matter how many times I tell them not to, they just don't listen. This particular evening, they were chasing a bouncy ball. I came back into the kitchen ready to yell one more time when suddenly it was quiet. There in the kitchen Eva stands with tears in her eyes. She had jammed her finger into the wall trying to catch the bouncy ball. Alex was right behind her looking pretty guilty.
It was already starting to swell, so I gave her an ice pack and we left for the girl scout meeting....in which she won a 7 inch tablet.
By the time the meeting was over, her finger was more swollen and starting to bruise. We stopped by my parents to have my dad look at it. He agreed that it was probably just jammed. We buddy taped it and gave her an ibuprofen.
The next morning, I had her ice it again and then taped it again. They would be with their dad the rest of the week, so I let him know what was going on.
Thursday evening, Eva sent me a picture of her hand. The bruising and swelling was worse and had started to move down her hand. By the time I actually talked to Chris, it was too late for the doctor or urgent care. And I didn't think it required an ER visit.
Friday, I scheduled a doctor appointment for the afternoon, left work early and picked up Eva from school. The doctor agreed that it looked worse than a jam. She sent us for x-rays which confirmed a broken bone right above the growth plate.
Because of the location of the break and her age, a cast would be necessary.
Eva was weirdly excited about the cast. However, by last night the newness of the cast had worn off and she is pretty much over it. Only 4 more weeks to go!