Our Tiny Tim

Remember the time when Scotlin broke his leg right in the middle of finals week, and just days before Christmas...

Oh, wait...

That is now.

On Sunday night we had a birthday party to go to. I asked the kids if they wanted to make cupcakes to take, and they were both excited to pull their chairs up to the counter like they always do to be my helpers, and pour in the ingredients.

You would think that since Scotlin is such an active toddler, he would have had some kind of seriously accident that would have broken his leg, but as ironic luck would have it.. he broke his leg being on his best behavior. While he was standing on his chair helping me bake, the chair fell backwards, catching his legs, and pinning them to our hard wood floors. 

It all happened really fast, but I remember whipping around and picking him up from under the chair as fast as I could, and knowing that he was really hurt.

 :( Poor little fella. 

I put in a call to the 24 hour nurse hotline. Justin and I debated for a long time on what we should do while we waited for the nurse to call back.

The nurse called and gave an evaluation over the phone, and told me based on what I had told her that we should take Scotlin into the emergency room that night.

So I took Scotlin into Emergency. They took X-rays, which came back good. They told me to come back in 48 hours if Scotlin was not walking.

48 hours later he still wasn`t walking... He tried to walk, but just ended up crawling aroung the house trying to chase after his sister. It broke my heart everytime I say him hobble to his feet only to fall over.

We decided to make an appointment with our family doctor, and go that route instead of going back to Emergency. ( all of our emerge reports go to her anyway).

She didn`t even examine Scotlin. She thought it was broken just from the things I told her.

She didn`t want to see us waiting all night in the Emergency room, so she referred us to the x-ray department again, first thing in the morning.

The next morning we were there, bright and early. They took x-rays again, and sent us home. I waited all afternoon to get the report back from the Dr.

Her nurse finally called and ordered us straight to the Emergency room once again.

I`ve lost track of how many hours we spent here this week.

Once back in Emerge, we were told he has what they call a `toddler`s fracture`which basically means he has a twisted shin bone. Good news is, it should heal reather quickly. And in the meantime he is able to wear a removeable cast so I can take it off to bath him or anything else. Bad news is, if he isn`t walking by the time we see the orthopedic specialist next week, then he will be casted in a hard cast for 4 to 6 weeks. :(

I made a little `boo hoo` sound jokingly to the dr when they told me about the hard cast. Scotlin readed his little hand up from where he was laying on the bed, touched my face and said `Mommy, don`t cry...`

I couldn`t do anything but kiss his sweet little head. I love that tender little guy!

Scotlin had all the dr`s and nurses in love! They told us he was their favorite patient of the night, and how much they meant it! We all had a great time laughing at the cute a funny little things he would say as we all worked together to prepare his bandage. He was such a little charmer!

He was also off the wall hyper tonight in the ER. Much different than our first time on Sunday night!!

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I had a few `straw that broke the camel`s back` moments this week since the accident.

Justin is in the middle of Finals, which means 99% of his time is taken.

Carting Scotlin around for the last few days has returned the sore back,  I have worked for months in Physio to fix.

Going back and forth from emergency to x-ray to the doctor, back to x-ray, and emergency by myslef all week with the kids has been just a little on the stressful side.

But, I know very well, that I have nothing to complain about.

I also know every little boy ( especailly one as active as mine) is bound to break a bone at some point...

I know I have so much to be grateful for. This could have been worse, and I am grateful it isn`t.

Justin and I are still kind of scratching our heads about the way the Canadian Health Care system takes care of things, but we are sure glad all of this is paid for!

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I love the Ocean...

As I inched along the Bedford Highway today stuck in heavy traffic, I could just look out my window over the basin. The skies were foggy, and the clouds heavy and grey.

I looked out at the water as if it mirrored how I was feeling... It was rough, choppy and unsteady, and I thought, `how does the water always know what I am going through...`

It`s calm, clear, and glass when my heart is at peace and full of sunshine, and it resembles a raging sea when I am doing all I can to take a deep breath and take things one day at a time.

Patience is something that can always be added upon.

Mine keeps doubling, and I could always use more.

During just a few of the rough patches this week we were in a bit of survival mode, but it helps knowing he is home now, safe and sound with his leg wrapped up and healing. So, we are all doing a little better! :)

Dooey is in great spirits! We are so proud of our little mano. He has been a trooper these last few days especially considering the pain, and all the places I have had to drag him to.

Glad our little Tiny Tim won`t have to hobble around much longer.

Thanks for the concern and love.