Last Friday morning Vivian had a bad fall. It took her a really long time to calm down, which is not like her, but we just thought she was being overly dramatic. I even took her to preschool but she was continuing to cry uncontrollably so I brought her back home. My dad was here with Hank and we talked to her for a while, calmed her down, and got her to go back to preschool...and from then on out it was just a lot of confusion. She was complaining some, but not a lot, and we couldn't tell if there was really a problem or not. She could do some things with it, but then other things we asked her to try with it were just not happening.

At church on Sunday Aaron mentioned the situation to one of our church members who is a pediatrician, and he watched Vivian during the service and came up to us afterwards to say that we probably should take her in to get it checked out because he noticed that she just wasn't using that arm at all. 

I took her on Monday morning and the doctor seemed unsure...she did all the standard tests to see if she could do certain things, felt all the important joints, etc, but no flinching from our little tough girl. It seemed that she wasn't convinced that something wasn't wrong, but couldn't pinpoint the actual problem, so she told me bring her back on Wednesday if she wasn't getting better. 

I waited until Thursday. The only deciding factor was that she wasn't using her arm for anything...she would reach for everything with the other arm. She would only bend her arm at the elbow but not raise it without thinking...only if we asked her to try or were putting her shirt on or something. 

So Thursday morning I asked Aaron to go with me to get it checked again. I'm soooo thankful that I asked him and that he was able to go because we ended up being there all morning for the x-ray. He took Vivian while I stayed in the waiting area with Kate and Hank. Dr. B said he was so close to not even sending her to x-ray it because in her exam she didn't really show pain and she could squeeze his fingers tightly, etc. I sort of think that he went with the x-ray only because I brought Aaron to the appointment with me. Hard to explain, but maybe somebody reading this knows what I mean...

Anyway back to Thursday...we were SHOCKED to see the scan on his computer screen when it came in...definitely a minor break in the bone at the top of her arm. Poor girl. I immediately felt soooo horrible for how I had been yanking her arm around all week trying to figure out if it hurt or not!

He made an appointment for us with an orthopedist for an hour later, so I ran Aaron home so he could stay with Hank (he was very flexible that morning but definitely needed to get in a crib to sleep) and I took the two girls back to Lewis Gale for that. She was set up in this sling, quick and easy! 

Sorry for the long story, I just wanted to have a record of it so I wouldn't forget :) 

Last night they dressed up for the Christmas program at church. She was a little upset, saying that she didn't want anyone to see her because her sling wasn't pretty, but we got through that quickly with just a little encouragement.

Three weeks until we go back to get another x-ray to see about the healing. We are not worried at all, these little growing bones heal so quickly!

PS My wonderful camera is broken. So we shall have to bear with the phone pictures until it gets fixed!