Well, while cashing out today at work i got a phone call from the dayhome lady (lets call her d.l.)... there is horrible cell reception in the building i work in so i tried to run to the door to answer it... she couldn't hear me, but i could hear Vi SCREAMING like i've never heard before. so i hung up and went outside. i called her back and she said "we've had a little accident", my heart fell to the ground and i wanted to vomit... i could hear Vi crying still, and Greyson talking in the background, so i figured it couldn't be too bad... right? both kids were conscious:)
she then explained to me that Vi was napping and then woke up SCREEEEAAAMING, and she always wakes up happy and jibber jabbering. so d.l. went running to her, she had her arm stuck through a slat and down the side. d.l. picked her up and Vi wouldn't move her arm. it was completely limp. she then tried to calm her down with suckie, bottle (which is THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD to Vi), and cuddles... nothing stopped the SCREAMING, so she phoned me.
My heart is at this point on the ground outside being walked on by winos... that's for another day... so i gather myself and go back inside to get my purse and tell the others that they're just gonna have to finish the end of day stuff with out me as i have to take my not even 6 month old to the hospital. now try and say words when you can barely catch your breath, and are shaking in fear... ya ya i may have over reacted a little, but i don't think so. my precious little angel was in pain and i wasn't there to help her. d.l. and her husband are AWEWSOME!!! and my kids love them, but it's not the same... i finally got everything together and got the dayhome, where i'm usually greated with ear to ear smiles from Vi, but instead today i saw a pale faced, tear streaked, puffy eyed baby in pain... they had Grey ready for me, so i got them all buckled in the van, Vi with only 1 arm in the straps to avoid hurting her even more... called daddy, who's on call with the ambulance and had to call in and say HE was going to the hospital, and he met us there...
when we arrived it wasn't busy so we got right in which was nice... but the nurse was a hose beast! she was taking vitals and Vi was SCREAMING, did i mention she never SCREAMS!!! anyway, the nurse says, "oh i think maybe that's just a temper she's got"... i wanted to punch her in the face... the SCREAMS were in pain!! and any normal person listening would have known that. i just let it go, i could have given her a piece of my temper though and she's lucky i didn't! then the doctor came in, and she had to tug and pull, and push and twist my lil munchkins arm all over:( and again the SCREAMING began... and stopped as soon as the owie arm was left alone. then it was off to x-rays... she HATED it, but the x-ray tech was great and super fast.
all is well, no breaks, and no dislocations.... just pulled muscles or twisted something or others... yup that's the diagnoses:) she said to just watch it and if it gets worse they'll do more x-rays to see if there's any change... she's asleep now, the tylenol they gave her helped with that. and she was using her arm a bit before she went to bed, so i'm thinking everything will be fine. i called d.l. and she was SO happy and SO upset that it happened at her place... they pride themselves on how few accidents and booboos they have there... but really, they're kids, they're meant to get bumped around and visit the hospital a few times in their lives:) i just wish she would have waited until she was a little older to require an x-ray:)
by the way she weighed 8.6kg... and for us normal folk, thats 18.9lbs!!! yup you read that right. she's 5 and a half months old and weighs 18.9lbs! she's our little porker:)