Castaway

I ended up taking Clara to Urgent Care again last night. After she woke up from her nap she basically did nothing but whimper for two hours. We bathed her, fed her dinner, and then I just couldn't take it anymore! She has not been the same girl for the past two days, and I decided it wasn't worth it to make her go through 12 more hours of pain to wait until this morning to take her in.

We saw the same RNP at the urgent care, and she reviewed Clara's x-rays again, this time focusing on her wrist (which by this point was swollen). She couldn't see any discernable break, but she said that in a young child the bones are not completely formed and it's hard to tell for sure. She is going to have the radiologist at the hospital look at the x-rays on Monday, and she decided to put Clara's wrist in a splint. As she was getting ready to splint her arm, she decided that with a two-year-old it might be better to completely immobilize her arm with a cast. So now Clara has a green cast that she'll have on at least until Monday (when we get the radiology report), and probably until the following Monday. The RNP thinks it's a bad sprain, but she didn't rule out a fracture.

Anyway, I have no regrets about my two-and-a-half hours at urgent care with Clara last night, even though I am pretty sure I could literally see the germs crawling around. She is much, much happier today, and in much less pain. Here's hoping that in a week's time she'll be back to her old self again!