Wiating on the washer

Ahhh, such is the life of the glamourous mom. I actually was thinking I would just love to go to bed - that thought occured to me about 8:30 this evening. Yet, here I am waiting to hear the ding of the washer telling me it's the dryer's turn.

Rachel got her cast off yesterday. Everything went fine, but it the process was not at all what I expected. The minute the doctor came into the room she started her "I don't want any doctors" chant. I can't really say I blame her. They cut off her cast off and then x-rayed it. You could easily see the new bone that had formed in the break. I expected that they would numb her elbow to take the pins out, but no such doing. The doctor took hold of her arm, grabbed a fancy looking pair of pliers and *yank* *yank* the pins were out! It took her by surprise obviously and I am sure hurt some as she peed right on Daddy's lap. Poor thing, she hasn't had an accident in ages, not even the whole time she was in the hospital and had surgery. She cried for a minute or so, not even very hard and then was done. She actually threw a bigger fit about the nurse giving her a red lollipop instead of a pink one. LOL! She is still nursing that right arm, not moving it much, but the Dr. said that would be normal and not to push her. We go back in 6 weeks for a check. It's just completely amazing to me how fast little ones heal!

In other news, I have 15 days until my 5k. I ran three miles for the first time last night. It was really tough for me to do last night. I am not sure why, but I know I was feeling tired, and then the dinner I ate was probably not the lightest thing I could have eaten before a run. Oh well, I am just starting to get excited!

Saturday marks the first day of October, the month in which I will become and Aunt!!!! Pam is doing well. She has entered that "uncomfortable all the time" stage of pregnancy in which comfort and restful sleep is a thing of the past. She saw her doctor yesterday and is not dilated at all, but is about 75% efaced. If he will stay 2 more weeks I think she will be just fine. That will put her at 38 weeks. I am starting to really prepare the girls for the giving of the itsabah (eats-ah-bah) or pacifiers to baby Kade. Every night I tell them that soon he will be here and we will take them to him because he will be a tiny baby and he'll need them and they are big girls and don't need them anymore. I am sure we'll have a couple of night of whining/crying out of Bekah, but I think Rachel will be ok. We'll see.

Well, I hear that familier ding-dong telling me the washer is done. I'm going to get the clothes out and get myself to bed!

We have a cast!

I am so relieved that it's done. I just feel so much better about her arm and how it's doing. The Doctor was so great with her. He came into the room with a little puppet and made her laugh before he started working on her arm. She did start crying when he started cutting off her bandages. She was saying, "Don't take my band aid off, my arm is broken. Don't take it off!" Once they started wrapping her arm back up she was fine. The doctor said the Xrays look great and he thinks the pins can come out in two weeks! I was really suprised to hear that, but happy.

Here are a few pics:
Pre-Cast:














The new purple cast:














And one of Bekah after she fell and said she broke her arm. She had a "broken" arm for all of maybe a minute.

My baby broke her arm.

Rachel broke her arm last night. We were starting our nighttime routine last night and the girls were picking out the books off the table behind the sofa. They were a little rowdy and I asked them to sit down. Rachel spun around too fast, lost her footing and tumbled right over the side arm of the sofa. I knew immediately that it was broken. I could see it. I yelled at Fred, we grabbed Bekah and raced to the ER. Fred didn't even stop to grab his shoes or his wallet.

When we got there they took her right back for Xrays. They told us it was a very bad break and that they would have to transfer us to Children's hospital because they did not have a pediatric othopedist. So, off we went in the ambulance to Children's. When we got there it was about 10:30pm. They called the orthopedist in and he said they would give her a medication, which all I can remember is it started with Cata-something, and would not put her under, but nearly and set the break. They made us leave and set it and told us they would admit her because there was a chance it would still need surgery. The break was on her right arm just above the elbow.

They got us up to a room at about 2am. Fred came home because he knew he would at least have to make an appearance at work. I stayed with Rachel and neither of us slept much at all. Finally about the time we both seemed to be falling asleep another doctor came in at 7:45am to tell us that the break serious enough that she would need surgery. I didn't even have 5 minutes to adjust to the news or to call anyone before the nurses came back and told me that we were going to the OR. She was so angry by this point when we were talking to the anestesiologist she was yelling, "NO DOCTORS!!!" Poor thing, I can't blame her.

They surgery went fine and her little arm is pinned to her side until next Wednesday. She has two pins. I have been a blubbering mess since last night, but am better now, just exhausted. Bekah did not sleep last night because she kept asking for Rachel. Rachel didn't sleep for the pain and for asking where Bekah was. They happily went to bed tonight. I just hope Rachel can sleep without feeling too much pain. We are doing tylenol with codeine and the Motrin regimine.

We go back next Wednesday and she will get a cast. She asked the nurse for a "purple band aid" so they are going to try to give her a purple cast. My poor baby. I just hate every minute of this. It has been hard to see them in pain for "little" things, but this has just been awful! I pray it heals quickly and all goes well. I thank God that at least the break missed her growth plates.

September

This poor blog has recieved no attention this last month. August was just about more than I could handle. September looks (I say that with great trepidation) to be a much better month. At least I can say whatever happens at work, I only have Court a few times and not twice every week like last month.

My mom goes to the Doctor for on the 13th. They are going to make a decision about what to do about her blocked artery. I plan to use 8 of my 57 comp time hours to have a day of play with my girls on the 13th!

I am making arrangements for my Dad to bring over my sewing machine that has been at their house since I graduated college over to the house. Of course, I am really only proficient at sewing straight lines, but I really need to alter some little girls' clothes so I am going to try to get some of that done. Of course, time being the much treasured possession I always seem to be in short supply of.

I have a little over a month until my 5k race. I am excited and nervous all at the same time! A friend of mine at church who is a marthon runner mentioned on Sunday that she might run it as well and I hope she does!

I also have something else to look forward to in November! I will get to spend a whole weekend with my One True Love the weekend of November 19th. We are going to visit our friends who got married in June. We are going to a Dallas Cowboys game on the 19th. It will be my first professional football game ever and I am SO excited! They are playing the Indianapolis Colts. I am really looking forward to having some time alone with Fred. I love the girls dearly, more than words, but I have really been longing for just a couple of days to have his undivided attention.

Saturday I am hosting my sister's baby shower brunch. I hope that it will be terrific fun and a great time for her. I can't believe the baby will be coming next month!!!! I am still preparing the girls for the "passing of the pacifiers" to baby Kade. :)