Even a couch becomes a source of danger. In 2012 and 2013, Elliot broke his left elbow in the same spot, which both required surgeries. I thought we were going to have a repeat of a fractured elbow at the same spot last night.
In December 2012, he fell off the high chair and broke his elbow. May 2013, he jumped off the couch and broke his elbow, same spot, again. In 2013, I was at Stanford with Ellis for her vocal paralysis issue when the babysitter called me in a panic. Elliot was playing and fell off the couch, and now he wouldn’t stop crying. He wasn’t talking at the time, so she had no idea where he was hurting. Driving home that Friday afternoon was a long nightmare with bumper to bumper traffic.
Last night, I had just started practicing my single stitches with my yarn and needle and Chris cleaning up the kitchen, when I see Elliot leaping around and laughing and doing some leap holding onto the couch arm rest. Next moment I hear a loud thump and a scream. I ran over and saw him laying still on the ground holding his left arm. Ack!
The place by the couch where he fell is an accident prone area; he almost hit his face on the piano 2x’s, he tried to spin himself on one arm on the couch arm rest, and both he and Ellis fell in the same spot this week. How is this happening again? Do these people never listen to me?? Sadly, my anger was more palpable than compassion.
Within minutes, everyone changed out of their jammies into outside clothes. On our drive to the emergency room, both kids are crying; one from pain and fear and the other from anxiety that we won’t be home for days. I told Ellis that these kinds of emergency visits take few hours and that they don’t require overnight stays. Still tears and a whispering into my ear that she doesn’t know why she’s crying but that she’ll be brave.
Chris dropped us off and told us to call him when we’re ready to come home.
I’m not proud of how I behaved; snappy and angry. I know that Elliot was scared but I was angry and worried and exhausted. How could I do this again? This will require more of me on a daily basis. Also, my sternum pain, which flares up from time to time has been inflamed since last month, and with this fiasco it won’t have time to heal.
Well, maternal instincts or mother nature is a strange and surprising phenomenon. It’s a gift from God because it’s not humanly possible. When Elliot leaned against me and told me that he was scared, my anger and worries dissipated. I love this boy so much and he needs me. Somehow, my caretaker mode was switched on and come what may, sternum pain and all, I will he here to help you. While we were waiting to be seen, I apologized for acting like a lunatic and told him that he was handling himself well despite the pain. I had hurt his feelings. Thankfully, he accepted my apology.
While we were walking out of the house, I blurted out that I wanted to throw the accident-causing couch away and that we have too much stuff. Comical to think that I blamed the couch for the accident. In that moment, I saw everything, piano, rug, laptop table, tv, books, cushions, as a hindrance, or death traps, to safety. It’s not like I can bubble wrap the children and live in an empty space so kids won’t get hurt. When I apologized for what I said, Elliot asked, “are you really going to throw the couch away?” I really should be more prudent with my words.
Long story short, it’s an elbow sprain. He’ll be in a sling while it heals. We’ll see the pediatrician this week to find out our next steps. Does she think we should follow up with a specialist? She sees us way too often.
Just last week Elliot had to be seen for an eczema-like rash that was around his cheeks and chin. It was Fifth’s Disease, aka, slapped cheeks. It’s a viral dermatitis thing that required steroid cream and Zyrtec. The facial redness was in the same shape as his mask. He’s changed to cloth masks now.
What a fiasco Saturday it was. I’ll have more patience and compassion. I need more of God to transform my imperfections into something lifegiving. What a humbling lesson in motherhood for me!
Welcome to my blog! My name is Esther and I'm so happy you are here. I'm an avid nature photographer and a daydreaming thinker. My posts revolve around photos of nature's beauty, homeschooling adventures with my 2 kids, sporadic reflections on my child's heart condition, Bible reading reflections, gardening feats, and other mish mash things. Hopefully you'll leave encouraged, pensive, or smiling at the simple things of life. Thank you for stopping by and hope you'll find some interesting posts to read!