The summer started well and then we hit a speed bump. We were at North Park in Amery at a work picnic and all was well until Ry fell off the monkey bars. She cried initially but then seemed fine after about 5 minutes. We finished the picnic and even went shopping to Menard's afterwards. Before bed, she complained that her arm was sore so we did some ice and Tylenol. She was able to move her whole arm and wrist without any pain or wincing. So, I put her to bed and said that we would see how it was in the morning.
The next morning she said her arm was feeling fine, so off we went to Woodbury to get shoes for Molly's upcoming wedding. She was fine until we went into Payless and I asked Ry to sit on her but to try on a pair of sandals. As she put her arm back behind her to sit, she screamed out. And when I say screamed, it was more like someone was beating her up and I think that is what the saleslady thought as she came running around the corner to see Ry holding her arm and crying. At that point, we packed up and headed back to Amery to the er.
When we got to the hospital, Grandma Annette met us and took Quinn home with her to help out. As we were walking into the ER, Ry tripped and put her arm out to catch herself and another scream came out. Once in the ER, we did a few x-rays and sure enough, it was broken. I thought for sure that it was just a sprain or something so I was quite surprised with the news.
Miss Ry and her splint. We had to wait 4 days to get it casted for swelling. It is not easy for someone, yet alone a 4 year old to get used to a splint and a sling on top of it.
After the 4 days, we headed back to the hospital to get a cast put on. Grandma Annette told Rylee that she once had a pink cast so Ry had her heart set on pink. Guess what! No Pink!!! What the heck! It took some working, but she finally agreed the purple was just as good as pink.
An arm full of signatures.
Such a trooper, I think I was more nervous about the case coming off then she was. She sat so still and just took it all in.
Ahh, the summer can now get back on track as the cast is off!
Holy smokes, 4 weeks with a cast and the arm was the stinkiest thing on the planet. Whew!! Glad we didn't have to have it any longer then it did.
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