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Hopefully I will not be a great big slacker this week and I will make it to all of you wonderful bloggers today not Thursday or Friday and IA and her family will be well enough to allow her a few spare minutes to blog, I know she misses all of you!
Last week I told y'all that Peanut had fallen while running and hurt her wrist, hip and knee.
Her wrist looked nasty, in fact every time I looked at it my tummy felt like I was going down the drop of a roller coaster. I swear the older I get the less "gross" I can handle. Anyway, she fell on Monday, practiced for 2 hours on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday only complaining that it was slightly "stiff". Thursday night she finally admitted that the wrist itself hurt as well as the oozing wound. I pulled her from the field 30 minutes early with little argument, which should have been a huge sign, to have it looked at with full confidence that it was just bruised.
I was wrong.
The doctor on call saw an area on the x-ray that made him "suspicious". He thought that the growth plate appeared fine but feared she had a compression fracture of the wrist.
He was wrong.
Peanut was wrapped up in a hard brace and told not to do anything until seen by an Orthopedic. That meant no playing in the weekends tournament unless I was lucky enough to get her into an Ortho Friday morning and all was well.
Friday morning, still feeling optimistic that she'll be playing the following day.
Sadly, all was not well.
Cast color of choice...Bandit Blue
The Ortho that I she saw is a respected Pediatric Orthopedic surgeon in our area who happened to have a late afternoon appointment available. He said nothing about a compression fracture but instead informed me that Peanut had a minor fracture on her growth plate.
Cast for 2 weeks.
World Series in 17 days.
It could have been worse. It can always be worse!
Honey signed the cast right where it would hit her in the head if she were to "hit herself" with it.
Daddy, Nana, Papa and I were also allowed to sign, her teammates were allowed to put their numbers only on it. She's way to OCD to have it all jacked up.
Yep, I'm a super Mom for thinking all was well and letting her practice for 6 hours with a freaking broken growth plate! I'm working hard for 2012's Mother of the Year Award!
What are you talking about today?
OH, I almost forgot...
Happy birthday Viv, I love ya!