Last week, Lily had a fall. She was cruising between our couch and an ottoman. I think she might have caught her leg on the ottoman - I'm not really sure how it happened - but Lily just kinda fell over and started to cry. Now, with William as a brother, Lily is a tough cookie. She has put up with a lot. This cry was probably the hardest and saddest cry I have ever heard from her. I just had a feeling something was up. I gave her some Tylenol and put her to bed. The next day, her leg was bothering her. I took her into the pediatrician's office. After her examination, we had to go get x-rays done. That was so hard to endure. Lily didn't understand what was going on. But, we pulled through it. I took the results back to Lily's doctor and he told us that the radiologist's report said that everything came out negative. As Dr. Davis looked over the x-ray, he thought he noticed a little line on her bone and said that he had a feeling that he needed to send me to a specialist.
I was set up with a Dr. Lohse (sounds like Loesch) the next Tuesday. Being six days away, I was a little upset that we couldn't do anything for her. Lily wasn't crawling, wasn't putting any kind of pressure on her leg. I just had a feeling that something was wrong. We waited patiently until the appointment came up. Dr. Lohse examined her and took x-rays. Thanks to Dr. Davis' gut instinct, we were able to find that Lily does indeed have a fracture on her left leg right above her ankle. She is now in a "Wee Walker" that is too big for her, but apparently it's the smallest that is made. It's pitiful. She has to wear it for 2-3 weeks practically all the time. We had a hard few days with her trying to adjust to it. I can't even imagine. She's so amazing! Lily has endured so much the past couple of weeks, and I have no idea what kind of pain she's going through and I know she doesn't understand.
Isn't it amazing that through times like these, we are able to have a glimpse at Heavenly Father's love? I can see blessings that Heavenly Father has given us to take care of her, like competent doctors and the insurance to pay for a lot. Or even the overwhelming feeling that she needed help. I can also see the point of view of having a child in pain and wanting to give anything to trade places. I can't even begin to express how much this experience has taught me.
All in all though, Lily is doing okay now. She's getting around quite well and we'll be decorating her walking boot so it's not so ugly.
P.S. Matthew, being the Pirates of the Caribbean fan that he is, came up with her nick name. Boot Strap Lil.
