Actually, we returned her to the ER last night. What is up with us and the ER on a Friday night? The pain had become so bad she had to take another pain pill. When I cleaned her surgical sites, I realized that one of the rods was pulling against her skin and slowly, slowly ripping her skin (and everything underneath to the bone). We called the orthopedic surgeon who met us at the ER (which was full and so we went to a room) and I had to convince him to open the site on one side and stitch the other side where it had torn. Mr. Greenjeans and I assisted, he numberd her arm and made cut a place for the rod to move into.
The Dr. thought her pain was from being tense and under medicated so sent us home with a stronger pain med and a Rx for Valium. Whatever (and saying that in our house will cost you $.25 so I don't say it lightly).
As a result of easing the tension on the rod, she is much, much relieved of her pain this morning and can bend at the elbow without ripping flesh. Yes the site of the break aches but is managed with aspirin and Motrin. Gee, silly us.
You have got to love small towns. We got the Dr. out of the stands of the Rodeo, through the full ER, helped care for our kid and what needed to be done and were home in less than an hour and a half from phone call to home again.
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Saturday, July 12, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
Gravity and Earth VS Girl and Momentum
I'm trying to decide what to name this post. Maybe, Horse - Girl = 
Our expected out of town company had arrived with hugs and greetings and up the walk behind them were a few of Ni Chan's friends. They had squirt guns and a mask and said they were kidnapping Ni Chan because she didn't get out enough. Off they went and appearently had a squirt gun fight and then went out to see the animals in the pasture.
One of the girls young siblings had an old mare that they crawl all over and so the older girls figure they'll take turns riding in the pasture. Ni Chan went first. Appearently the mare doesn't like big kids as well as little ones because she took off bucking. Ni Chan has had martial arts and so knew how to fall and roll but the momentum was too much and then right out her arm. She was too embarassed to tell her 'captors' and so waited until she got home to announce that her arm was broken.
Mr. Greenjeans took her to the ER as I served the guest's dinner. She came back in a cast with surgury scheduled for Saturday morning. Surgury took longer than expected, the bone at the wrist had rolled up (a young person thing) and there were fragments to be removed. She is pinned and has external bars instead of a cast now. She stayed the night in the hospital where they OD'd her on pain meds and had to do an emergency reversal of said drugs while one nuse counted resparations and another pushed on her belly while her heart rate dropped like a stone.
That evening, I was standing up to leave the hospital, being relieved from parent duty by Mr. Greenjeans when a call came in that the most Sr. lay member (both elected position and age) of the church was being brought in on ambulance. She was having a heart attack. I then spent the next 5 hours holding her hand, and praying with her in the ER until she got a helecopter ride to the city. By nearly midnight I was dragging.
We brought Ni Chan home after church the next day, gave her the first pain pill and she had an allergic reaction. It wasn't bad enought to take her back but it was Sunday and so she has spent until her afternoon orthopod appointment on Monday without any stronger pain meds than asperin. At this appointment I learned that I have to clean surgury incisions 2 times daily. The how-to instructions had both Ni Chan and Mr. Greenjeans faint and queezy.
The kid is a trooper and hasn't complained much except that she is flat out and feeling generally ill from all the trash in her system now. Anyway, that's what I've been up to instead of posting to my blog.
Our expected out of town company had arrived with hugs and greetings and up the walk behind them were a few of Ni Chan's friends. They had squirt guns and a mask and said they were kidnapping Ni Chan because she didn't get out enough. Off they went and appearently had a squirt gun fight and then went out to see the animals in the pasture.
One of the girls young siblings had an old mare that they crawl all over and so the older girls figure they'll take turns riding in the pasture. Ni Chan went first. Appearently the mare doesn't like big kids as well as little ones because she took off bucking. Ni Chan has had martial arts and so knew how to fall and roll but the momentum was too much and then right out her arm. She was too embarassed to tell her 'captors' and so waited until she got home to announce that her arm was broken.
Mr. Greenjeans took her to the ER as I served the guest's dinner. She came back in a cast with surgury scheduled for Saturday morning. Surgury took longer than expected, the bone at the wrist had rolled up (a young person thing) and there were fragments to be removed. She is pinned and has external bars instead of a cast now. She stayed the night in the hospital where they OD'd her on pain meds and had to do an emergency reversal of said drugs while one nuse counted resparations and another pushed on her belly while her heart rate dropped like a stone.
That evening, I was standing up to leave the hospital, being relieved from parent duty by Mr. Greenjeans when a call came in that the most Sr. lay member (both elected position and age) of the church was being brought in on ambulance. She was having a heart attack. I then spent the next 5 hours holding her hand, and praying with her in the ER until she got a helecopter ride to the city. By nearly midnight I was dragging.
We brought Ni Chan home after church the next day, gave her the first pain pill and she had an allergic reaction. It wasn't bad enought to take her back but it was Sunday and so she has spent until her afternoon orthopod appointment on Monday without any stronger pain meds than asperin. At this appointment I learned that I have to clean surgury incisions 2 times daily. The how-to instructions had both Ni Chan and Mr. Greenjeans faint and queezy.
The kid is a trooper and hasn't complained much except that she is flat out and feeling generally ill from all the trash in her system now. Anyway, that's what I've been up to instead of posting to my blog.
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