Poor Poor Pirate

Everyone,

Just a quick note.  We've had an awful day. 

Yesterday, I was carrying both the boys downstairs after their naps and some play time up stairs.  I slipped and fell hard on my butt, going down about 3 or 4 steps before I managed to stop myself.  Butterfly was in front of me.  I had two main concerns.  1- Do not fall on Butterfly.  2- Do not let Professor's head hit the railing.  Both of those objectives I met.

Both boys screamed.  I cried a little bit because it really hurt.  Professor was chatting and ready for play within minutes.  Pirate was not.  He just sat with me.  He cried every time I moved him.  I paged Juice and made him come home from his big important meeting because something was obviously wrong. 

By the time Juice got home, I had put both boys to bed.  They were just so tired and Pirate kept rubbing his eyes and moaning.  So they slept, I went out to my church activity, and came home.  The boys ate and went right back to sleep and slept through the night. 

This morning, I woke up to a screaming Pirate who wasn't moving.  Uh oh.  Juice ran him over to another church function where one of our doctors in our ward was.  His best guess was that he dislocated his hip when I fell with him.  We called our peditrician and got an emergency visit with them. 

The doctor poked and proded his leg for a second, listened to him scream when he moved his leg, and sent us to the emergency room.  (Butterfly went to bff Vinny's house for the day.  Professor came with us because the kid has to eat and won't take a bottle.)

8 hours and 3 x-rays later, we came home with about 4 pounds of plaster.  Pirates leg is broken.  The doctor said this was the best kind of break...more of a crack than an actual seperation of bone.  But his cast...

The cast goes from his mid chest to his ankle.  There were 4 of us putting it on him.  Juice lifted him up, the doctor wrapped, the nurse held things in place, and I was in charge of keeping his hands and mind occupied.  We were all sweating by the time we were done.  And poor Pirate just layed there at the end sucking his thumb and breathing fast. 

We barely got him in his car seat to take him home.  I can barely hold him to nurse him.  I am overwhelmed with the idea that this will have to be on for an entire month.

Safire