Latest Injury Report

So, the update from Team Setzer is that we did not make it to the zoo yesterday. His nap ended up being almost 2 hours which was great but then we didn't think we'd have much time zooing. So we didn't go. Instead, Mr. E got another injury. *sigh* Does he get hurt more than other boys his age? He might...but then again maybe we just hear about it more thanks to this lovely blog of mine.

What'd he do, you ask? Well, he dropped this:

On this:

It is a crate of wooden blocks that he likes to carry around to use as another portable step stool. It is not light (weight-wise) by any means. He cried more than usual which perplexed me. He didn't look that hurt at first. Then after I cut us up an apple snack he came limping...yes, limping...to me on the couch and I noticed his purple toenail and swollen foot (and toe). Ouchie!

When Jason got home I told him and showed him my concerns and he suggested our "we'll keep an eye on it" approach. At bedtime we gave him a dose of Motrin to help with the pain and swelling as I believed it was hurting him--heck, he was limping after all. And a little cranky. He couldn't even run anymore. Click here for a video of his limp as he put away his toys before bed. Poor doodle.

He slept fine but woke up still limping. So, I made a call to the doctor and the nurse told me, "He should be seen. If he's 20 months and limping that means something is really hurting him. Those little guys are usually pretty resiliant." My thoughts exactly, Nursie. So off to Boulder we went. We hit bad traffic. I called and told them we'd be late. They said, "come anyway and we'll figure it out when you get here." Well, we got there 10-15 minutes after our scheduled appointment and they said, "Sorry, you'll have to reschedule...how about 1:45?" Look, people--we live a half hour away in normal traffic and I'm not about to sit here till 1:45 (it was 9:30)--we're leaving you big fat poo heads!!! That's what I thought, anyway. Instead I said, "We can't...we live too far away...I'll call later (Doodie Face)" and that's when Mrs. Poo Head suggested urgent care. So, I went to the car and relayed the story to Jason via cell phone, he thought urgent care too so we went there. I'm glad we did.

We didn't have a very long wait and everyone was nice to us both. They took a look at E's foot and said they wanted x-rays. Eek! So down the hall we went for those. Because I'm pregnant I couldn't hold him during the x-rays. They got an extra person to lend a hand and then they laid my sweet little boy on a pillow on the x-ray table, covered him with the fancy x-ray shield and held his foot still for picture #1. He was so brave up till he heard the noise for the first x-ray. Then he looked for me (I was in the x-ray proof booth with a window where we could see each other). He started whimpering and asking, "Mama?" I just kept talking to him and so did the x-rayers. Between x-rays 2 and 3 I went and gave him kisses and cuddles. He did as well as I could've expected. Mabye even better since I didn't have too much time to think about what I'd really expect. He laid still the whole time, even when he was sad. I was proud of him for that.

They took 3 x-rays and we were done in there. Fortunately it turns out there's no fracture. His injury is to the soft tissue not the bones. However, the treatment for him...broken or not...is the same:

He gets to wear this cute little boot while he heals which at his age is "only" 2-3 weeks. We're supposed to keep it on him whenever he's awake to keep him from flexing the toes when he walks. She wants to make sure he has time to heal correctly since we use our big toes for balance and she doesn't want him to become a permanent wonky walker from this injury. He's still young and impressionable enough that he might completely change the way he walks due to this if not taken care of properly. We don't want that! Our other treatments are to continue with the Motrin for a bit for the swelling, do ice if he'll tolerate it, and rest/elevate as much as he's willing. Yeah, good luck to us with that! :)

Wowsa! So, I wasn't really counting on all that today. We stopped by for smoothies with J because he wanted to see the boot...and us. Needless to say, we did not make it to Circle Time this morning but we did stop by the library afterwards for new books. The one book E picked out himself is one called, "Whose Toes are Those?" Appropriate, no? He's checked it out before and we currently have "Whose Knees are These?" here at home as well.

We'll still be doing Kindermusik tomorrow but I think I'll cancel Gymsters for next Tuesday. J won't mind the opportunity to do a Saturday make-up anyway. Before I go here's a happy picture nearly identical to one from the other day. This time it's his burp cloth on his head. He's dressed as a lobotomy patient:


Alrighty pals, that's all she wrote...