ER (Av)

Last night instead of spending the night having dinner with friends as planned we spent it in the ER. No fun, but thankfully everyone is fine. I was trying to get us all ready and Av was running from me because she did not want her hair brushed. She was being silly and she really thought she was funny. I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards me and sat her down to do her hair. She started crying and said her arm hurt. I of course kissed it and rubbed it to make it feel better. Usually that works like a charm but last night she was not buying it. We gave her some pain meds and put ice on it. After sitting with her for 45 minutes she would still cry every time we tried to get her to use it. It was her right arm. I started getting flash backs of when my sister was little and broke her arm. So I did what my mom did. Got out the candy. If she would not use it to get candy, you know something is really wrong. Several M&M’s later from her left hand, off to the ER we went. This whole time in the back of my head I was thinking, “gosh, are they going to think I beat my child?” I felt really bad for hurting her, but really knew that I was not overly rough with her and didn’t really do anything I had not done a 100 times with her. At the ER the nurse suspected right away that it was “nurse maids” elbow (in kids under 4 the tendon can come out of place). She was right. The Dr spent 2 minutes with her and was able to put things back and made her feel 100% again. I think in her head she was sure it was going to hurt forever and was just going to use her other arm. After he fixed it she was at first hesitant to use it but after she did she seemed very surprised it was fine. The Dr asked her if she was all-better and she said “Yeah!” in a high pitch happy squeal. It was cute. They give her a sucker and a little stuffed dog and she was happy as could be.