We wait and wait some more to be seen by the radiologist. More screaming as they try to get a good picture of her arm. Then, we wait for a call from the doctor. He happens to be at the hospital and comes in to see us. Definitely broken like he thought and there's not a whole lot he can do. He gives her a pain prescription and sends us home...still no better than before. And it will be a month before it's all healed. There goes the summer.
Sleeping I knew would be awful and it was. She woke up every hour in pain, even after the medication. I'm so not ready for a newborn waking me up all hours of the night! Today has been a little better. She's definitely whiny (I would be too!) and I don't know what she wants most of the time since she still doesn't talk so well. So that's rough. We go back to the doctor to check up on her on Friday. I hope we can get a soft cast or a bandage or something to keep it more stable. It just doesn't seem like it will heal right...but what do I know?
Anyway, here are the sad, break-your-heart pictures from when we got home from the hospital. She's been watching a lot of TV. It takes her mind off the pain. Poor baby.
|So sad with the tear and those big, sad eyes. :(|
Also, Shawn got a new job...still at the University of Utah but now working with athletes in Financial Aid. So it's right up his alley and he's excited. He will be so good at it. So there's the silver lining, folks. :)
This post is a little out-of-order since this happened yesterday and I still need to blog about the 4th of July. That will come...