I suck.
So yesterday's post read:
At her meet today, about half way through her floor routine, she landed a side leap off enough to fall, and couldn't get back up. Bad. Sick, I was feeling.
The coaches got her off the mat, she was crying. Remember, this is the kid who ran around the gym several times on a broken foot, so crying was not a good sign. They got it elevated and iced, dh and an other dad had to carry her to the car and we headed to the ER.
The ER was full of kids with injuries, soccer mainly.
It took forever, but she finally got seen. She was crying, poor kid. Not just in pain, but because she'd been doing real well up to the fall, and because without her, her team had no chance of placing.
X-Ray shows no break, unless it's on the growth plate, but he thinks it's a sprain from her description of the pain. It's in a splint now, and my friend M is going to loan us some crutches (thanks M!), I have to go over to her place to get 'em. We're to wait a week, if it's starting to feel better, it's probably not a fracture, so treat as a sprain and she should be good for the rest of the season. If not, re-evaluate Friday/Monday.
Looks like we might be able to head out somewhere for break after all. I'd much rather be stuck here.
So yesterday's post read:
AC's gym schedule is perfectly in synch with vacations and days off: if she's off from school, she has a meet. Shoot.
Which means no mid-winter break (I'd hoped to get out of town or something), and no visiting my sister in Bend when she comes back in March. I didn't even want to look at spring break, it would probably just make me cry.
Feh.
At her meet today, about half way through her floor routine, she landed a side leap off enough to fall, and couldn't get back up. Bad. Sick, I was feeling.
The coaches got her off the mat, she was crying. Remember, this is the kid who ran around the gym several times on a broken foot, so crying was not a good sign. They got it elevated and iced, dh and an other dad had to carry her to the car and we headed to the ER.
The ER was full of kids with injuries, soccer mainly.
It took forever, but she finally got seen. She was crying, poor kid. Not just in pain, but because she'd been doing real well up to the fall, and because without her, her team had no chance of placing.
X-Ray shows no break, unless it's on the growth plate, but he thinks it's a sprain from her description of the pain. It's in a splint now, and my friend M is going to loan us some crutches (thanks M!), I have to go over to her place to get 'em. We're to wait a week, if it's starting to feel better, it's probably not a fracture, so treat as a sprain and she should be good for the rest of the season. If not, re-evaluate Friday/Monday.
Looks like we might be able to head out somewhere for break after all. I'd much rather be stuck here.
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Date: 1 Feb 2010 03:44 (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2 Feb 2010 03:52 (UTC)And I know how you feel (with the 'be careful what you wish for' sinking feeling). Even the most scientific amongst us can feel like it must be karma in such a situation...
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Date: 4 Feb 2010 05:41 (UTC)And yes, I did notice how my scientifically trained brain went straight to "karma" and "omg, it's my fault" the second I realised what had happened. Sigh... In some ways, it's kinda funny.