Our first broken bone

One thing that we have never had in our house is a broken bone...until Wednesday, October 20. We had just finished getting everyone bathed, and we were trying to get ready for church. The girls ran into their bedrooms and quickly shut their doors in an attempt to keep Annie out of their rooms. Annie can flatten, I mean flatten, a room quicker than you can blink. I have never had one of my girls who can do this like she can.

When one of the doors was shut, Annie started screaming. Honestly, I thought at first that she was angry that she couldn't get in the room and was standing their "holding" the door in an attempt to get the door opened. It took me a few seconds to realize that Annie's ring finger had been shut in the door. I banged on the door and started screaming for the door to be opened. When I got A's finger out, it was flat. I have never seen anything like it. I was able to get our pediatrician's office to see Annie in their after hours clinic. The x-ray revealed that the finger was broken.

On my birthday and after Ellie's field trip, Annie and I headed to Ortho Arkansas to see what the next steps were in helping Annie's finger heal. I have to say that Annie handled this like a champ! She was careful with it, but she went about her day like there wasn't anything wrong. The orthopedic doctor said that he couldn't see a break, but he had to get the swelling down. He put Annie in a hard split for 5 days.

Annie playing Mollie's DS while we waited to see the doctor.

Annie showing off her splint!
She just sat there and watched the nurse put it on. It was amazing!!

Annie had to learn to rely more on her left hand than she ever had before this.

Such a trooper!

We go back to see Dr. Thompson next Tuesday. He'll tell us then what we need to do next. Annie is being very careful with her hand. There have been times that I have forgotten about the finger and wiped her hands after a meal. Annie has just about come out of the highchair! The swelling is a bit better, but she's still having pain. So, we shall see.

I should note that the sister who accidentally caused this damage was physically sick about it. I had to threaten her that she had better not throw up. Bless her heart! There was just no way that I could have handled puke on top of a sobbing baby. All is well now, and no one has shut a door around here without first checking for fingers. :)