So today we officially already met our family deductible for the year and Cooper's birth hasn't even been factored in yet. Our kitchen counter is covered with medicine and we feel like we live in a pharmacy. A couple weeks before Cooper was born the girls got really bad colds. After taking them to the doctor several times since because they aren't getting better we have gone through sinusitis, ear infection, croup, rash, and now today strep throat, and poor Gracie fractured her lower tibia.
I think she was trying to jump from the air mattress to the couch because I heard her hit and I thought I heard a snap and when I turned around she was on the floor in between the couch and mattress. She was crying really hard. I had been rushing around all morning because we had to bring Cooper in to the doctor and I had scheduled Gracie for a checkup too because she's had her rash for a week now. Lindsey had a terrible night and couldn't breathe because of all her mucus so I decided to bring her also. All of that, plus just getting back from the hospital with Cooper already had me stressed so even though I was holding Gracie and comforting her I was also upset and telling her, "That's why we've told you not to jump on the mattress." All I needed was one more reason to visit the doctor.
As the morning continued any time Gracie would put any pressure at all on her leg she would crumple to the floor and cry. Then I figured something really was wrong but I don't know where any ER's are around here so I just figured we'd get it taken care of at the doctor appointment and they could tell us where to go.
So at the appointment we found out that Gracie had strep throat and that there was something going around that was probably causing the rash. Also, one of Lindsey's lungs sounded bad so they had us go to another place to get Gracie's leg and Lindsey's lung x-rayed. Luckily Lindsey's lungs were fine, but poor Gracie does have a fracture. They can't get her in to an orthopaedic surgeon until Monday so in the meantime we just have to keep her from putting weight on it.
My poor baby! It's so sad seeing her in pain and confined to the couch. To top it off she's been asking me to hold her constantly and for some reason she only wants
me to hold her. Granddad and Tim offer to hold her but she cries, "only mommy". It breaks my heart because she cries and asks me to hold her when I can't, either because I'm in the bathroom or feeding Cooper or cleaning up after a meal or trying to eat my meal. At one point I came out of the bathroom and she was crying for me on the floor. She had tried to crawl to me but her leg hurt too much. I wanted to cry!
As soon as I got done with dinner and got Cooper fed I just held her on the couch and talked to her and read her stories and then I carried her in to brush her teeth and get ready for bed. Once she finally got attention from me she was smiling and talking and it was good to see her doing better. She still asks to use the potty but we have to carry her in and lift her on and off and even though we try to be gentle getting her pants off she still wimpers. Nothing breaks a mom's heart more than to see her child in pain and be absolutely helpless in fixing their problem.