Broken

Not a good day here at our house...

Luke broke his right foot. It's really sad I've never broken anything, and here's my two-year-old with a broken foot.

Luke and Madison had just come home from preschool. Edward had picked them up on his way home for lunch. I was feeding Alex, and Edward stopped at the couch to say hi, as the kids ran past to get toys out of their room. Not even 30 seconds later, crying, which is a norm at our house, but this crying sounded differently. Madison and Luke were in Alex's bedroom, which they're not supposed to be playing in there, and the "gist" of what I got from Madison was that Luke jumped out of Alex's crib. That seemed to be pretty true because Alex's blanket/toys were thrown out of the crib. Madison was reluctant to give all details as to incriminate herself (did someone already teach her about her Constitutional Rights??). Edward took Luke over to the clinic, where the x-ray and a double-check consultation with a radiologist at Ft. Irwin (the closest Army hospital six hours away) confirmed he had broken a bone on the top of his foot.

Edward's friend, one of the orthopedic surgeons in town, said it should take four weeks to heal, but in the meantime, how do you explain to a two-year-old he needs to stay off his foot? Don't tell me he'll know because it will hurt. The kid has been trying to walk on it all day while almost crying in pain. Yeah, he's not getting it that if he doesn't walk, it doesn't hurt as much. It's going to be a long four weeks without preschool, running around, riding bikes, etc...all when the weather is FINALLY tolerable. I had planned to take the kids to the park this afternoon because our high was only around 95, but no park if you have a broken foot...uggh. And really, he's two years old-he doesn't understand!

No cast because of swelling, and the orthopedic said he wouldn't put it in boot, so Luke has a splint/wrap for four weeks...great, that won't be annoying or anything. He's already unwrapped it twice, even with bandage tape all over it.

The poor kid has been waking up constantly already. Edward's working in the ER tonight, so it could be a long night at our house. I think he's cried out six times already, and he's been asleep for about four hours. Pray Luke's foot heals quickly, and he can tolerate sitting when it's a word not in his vocabulary.

I like the movie Cars, but after four weeks of it running constantly, I might be ready to burn it.