Tuesday, August 11, 2009
So yesterday I was cooking dinner when I hear a crash. The kind that makes your heart jump up into your throat. Then the scream. Ear shattering and terror inducing. I run into the bedroom and find Hannah on the floor shrieking. Snatch her up and try to settle her down. She says that her arm hurts, but hey she just fell, that's normal. So we get her settled with some ice, and 25 minutes later she's still saying it hurts. So I call Holyoke Pediatrics and they say to take her to the ER. So we head over to Baystate because they have Pedi Priority. So at dinnertime on one of the hottest days of the year we were in and out in just over two hours. The entire time Norah hung out on my back eating fish and grinning at everyone who walked by. Hannah of course perked up about the time we walked in, and after quite a bit of poking/squeezing it was determined that she was fine and we could go home sans xrays. This morning she seems to be just fine, and she's happy to have her stickers.