not so funny bones

last week a friend of mine commented on d's energy level. i responded with, "yeah, we're always one step away from the emergency room with this little one." turns out, i would live to regret saying that just a few days later.

d and i were coming down from the balcony at e's swimming lessons this week and miss d thought the first step was actually the bottom of the stair case. she walked right off the step, landing on her poor little knees. after some minor tears, she seemed good to go. i checked her walk and she appeared to be fine. we proceeded with picking up e and making our way home. me, feeling pretty confident that we had just dodged a bullet.

once we arrived home, d began to limp. momma became worried. we watched her for a bit and determined that a trip to the er would be best. scott took our lil' bug for some x-rays (as a pregnant momma can't get near the machine) and it was determined that miss d had a fractured tibia. she came home from the er with a soft cast and orders to get a permanent cast within a week.

scott and i were both really sad, but in true d fashion, she handled it like a rock star. she was a good sport through the whole procedure and didn't seem too fussed by the cast.

d and i then headed out the door to the orthopedic doctor for a cast. we had a considerable wait in the waiting room (as i kind of forced them to let me come right away instead of their first available appointment for fear that i'd go into labor before we could get it properly casted). the entire time miss d refused to sit. the poor girl kept hobbling around to explore the ins and outs of the office. all the while, dragging her poor wrapped leg, slipping and sliding all over the place. as i watched her, i became terrified about how in the world we would make it with a new baby and a toddler in a cast for the rest of the summer.

fortunately for miss d and everyone else, we were spared from that situation. the dr. checked out delaney's x-ray, examined her leg without the cast and determined that it wasn't actually a fracture but just a bad bruise. hooray! he removed the cast and gave d her walking papers, so to speak.

that girl is like the chumbawamba song, tubthumping...

"i get knocked down, but i get up again. you're never gonna keep me down..."