Xoë, Duchess the cat (Rowyn brought it to the hospital for her),
popcorn, and a Fancy Nancy pedicure.
We believe in making the most of a bad situation!

Well, yesterday was quite a day, and not in the sunshine-and-rainbows way. At about 12:30, my daughter Xoë was running through the yard, and her shoe came off. She tripped, fell, and broke her arm. We took her first to her primary care doctor, who sent us for x-rays. The x-rays showed fractures, so we ended up in the ED for treatment.
Only they couldn’t really treat her. The fracture is a Milch fracture, which looks like a piece of bone twisted away and up. It’s right at her elbow, and there’s another crack around the ball of the elbow too. After the awesome PA we saw in the ED made phone call after phone call for us, the new orthopedist in town verified that he wouldn’t touch it and we’d have to go out of town. So after six hours and three different medical sites, we ended up with a splint, a sling, and an appointment at Johns Hopkins for Monday.
Xoë was amazing through it all. This was the first time in her 7.5 years we’ve ever had to take her to the doctor for anything but a checkup–but boy, when she needs to go, she needs to GO. Surgery is the most likely recourse, though we won’t know anything for sure until they see her at Hopkins.
I’d so appreciate prayers for my brave little princess. Not only does she hurt, not only do we have a long way to go yet before this is stable, but it’s a complicated, high-risk-in-children fracture, and I don’t even want to think about all the issues it could cause. So please pray. Pray for the short-term pain and the long-term healing, pray for the doctors, for the travel, for everything.
Thanks, everyone.