A Story

Once upon a time there was a little girl named Rose.  She was playing on her swing set in the backyard and fell down.  She hurt her arms.  She told her parents, but they told her to shake it off; she'd be okay.

A few hours went by and it was time for dinner.  Rose couldn't lift her hot dog.  "That's weird," thought her mom.  "Maybe something is really wrong with her right arm."  That night, Rose made her way to her parents' bed and cried through the night.  It was sad.

The next morning, Rose's mom called the doctor.  She told the doctor she could bring Rose in only after her very own urologist appointment which had been set for three months.  Rose's mom's concerns were growing as the morning passed, and she became worried that something was wrong with both arms.  Rose's arms were getting swollen and she was holding them funny. 

The doctor took a look.  She ordered a right arm X-ray.  "Only the right arm?  Are you sure?" asked Rose's mom.  "Yes."  So Rose, her baby brother, and her mom headed to the next stop: an urgent care center with orders for right arm and wrist X-rays.  Rose was very brave for her X-rays. 

Meanwhile, Rose's mom just couldn't shake that nagging feeling that something was wrong with the left arm as well.  She voiced her concerns to the urgent care nurses and doctor, who ultimately agreed with her.  The nurse called the doctor and the doctor said, "No left X-rays. Do what I originally said." 

Rose's X-ray showed two broken bones in her right arm.  Radius and Ulna.  So, the doctor splinted her arm, and Rose, her mom, and her baby brother were on their way to the Orthopedist.  But first, they had to pick up Rose's little sister and get some Chick-fil-a.  (Rose and her mom were hungry, and her mom was getting nervous since they were out of food for the baby and down to one last diaper in his bag.  It had been a long day.)

When they pulled into the fourth doctor's office of the day, Rose's mom had one more task for Rose.  "Unbuckle your seatbelt, baby."  Rose raised her left arm with much difficulty, but still could not push the button enough to release the seatbelt.  Her mom was convinced that the left was broken as well. 

The Orthopedist ordered an X-ray of the left arm.  Rose, her sister, her brother, and her mom waited for the results.  In a small exam room.  Then, finally, in walked the new doctor with her X-ray.  And guess what?  Always trust a mama's intuition.  (on day 2 anyway...remember, her mom told her to shake it off at first...)

It was broken. 

Rose would have to wait two days for the swelling to go down until she got her casts.  She would need help eating, using the restroom, and getting dressed.  She would get a "buddy" at school to help her with her bags.  She would be exempt from writing and P.E.  And guess what?

She never once had a complaining word.  She didn't cry.  She didn't whine.  She was brave.  And she was joyful.  She is awesome.

The splints and the smile

The casts--pink and orange

Chick-fil-a (again) on Mimi and Papa this time. Ice cream, casts, and a smile

We love that Rosie girl.