A School Chair Did That?

A the end of school today Drama Queen came home with a very sad face.

Q: So what happened that your face is so sad?
DQ: Nothing mom..... (still a very pouty face).
Q: Are you sure.....?
DQ: Well a chair fell on my hand and it kinda hurts.
Q: Let me see.

Ouch!!!Her little pinky is all swollen. So I start looking at it and poking around but it looks bad. As a Mom I like to err on the side of caution so we are off to KidsCare for a check and the wait.

Q: So what really happened honey?
DQ: I was holding Bob's feet so he could be a wagon and I tripped on the projector, fell into my desk and knocked my chair off my desk and it landed on my hand.
Q: That would do it! So you were goofing off?
DQ: Not really Mom, just waiting for school to end.
Q: Wow!

Here she is having her X-ray's done. What a trooper, it hurt but she was real strong!

Results come back and she has fractured her pinky just below the knuckle. Due to the growth plate we need to go see an Orthopedic Surgeon to set the cast just right.

Drama Queen with our cute Doctor. She was so fun and so happy to be on our Blog.

Thank you Dr. Strasser!!After she got all casted with a temporary cast we decided that a sling would help. She of course picked a fun Snoopy one. She was again very brave with it all!
Drama Queen all medicated for the pain and set in her bed for the night. She was read to and kissed and loved up so she did not feel bad about it all.

Sweet-Boy making sure she is alright for the night.

Drama Queen is the first kid to break a bone in our family. It think that is really great after ten years and all the things that we have done. Who would have thought that a school chair could cause so much damage....?

Side note: As a Mom I have slipped into this whole "Mom is bad" standing with my daughter. It has been really hard all week with her, she does not want to be with me and most nights we are done speaking to each other by 7pm. Needless to say it has already been a hard week. When we were waiting her dad was on the way and I asked her twice if she wanted him to stay. She asked for me, "cause Mom, this is more your thing." So I stayed with her and loved it. We talked, we hugged, it was my sweet little girl again. When we got home I talked to her about what she might expect, if she had pain in the night to come to me, that we will take the morning as it comes and see how she is doing. At the end she asked me if I was mad?

Q: "No of course not, you are more important to me then anything. All we have is our family. Besides we got to spend some time together and that was fun, right."

DQ: "Yeah Mom, it was a good night and I liked spending time with you, by the way, I love you Mom."

Tonite I am going to bed with a smile on my face and a renewed sense of my role in my daughters life. I know that we will still have times where communication is in grunts, but below all that I know that she still needs me and that she does still love me, even through the sneering look. I guess today I am glad for a falling school chair.