Last night I was trying to get both bathrooms cleaned before we headed to bed. Talent had been following me around "helping" by dusting or throwing away trash. He's a great helper. I had gone into the big bathroom that is right next to our bedroom and he decided he would go into the bedroom. I finished cleaning the toilet and then heard a blood curdling scream. I dropped everything and ran to Talent. I found him sitting in the floor in front of our dresser, screaming and crying. When I finally got him to calm down, he told me that he had kicked the dresser and that his "feet" hurt. I was worried that maybe he had been stung by a scorpion since I found one last week. I couldn't get him to calm down so I called my in laws. They came out and we started looking at what he could have hit his foot on and what could possibly be hurt on his body. There weren't really any visible signs of anything on his legs or feet so we were stumped. Eventually his big toe started to swell a little and it looked like it might have a bruise starting. I ended up giving him ibuprofen and benedryl since I was sure something hurt but couldn't for sure rule out a scorpion sting. He slept fine, only crying out a few times in the night.
When Seth got home this morning he looked at it and we thought his foot might look a little swollen but I still thought maybe he had just stubbed his toe. That is until he tried to stand on it and he screamed bloody murder. So, off to urgent med we went for X-rays. After looking at his X-rays the doc decided that there was a possible hairline crack in the bone above his big toe going back towards his ankle. They told me we could give him Tylenol & Motrin for the pain and they wanted to out him in a splint until he could see his regular physician. So, he now has a splint and can't walk.
I know that accidents happen, but I feel awful about this. Anytime your child is sick or in pain, as a momma, you want to fix it. This just makes me feel terrible. Even if I had been in the same room with him, it could have still happened, so I know the guilt I feel is just because I'm a mom and I never want him to hurt. He has taken everything like a champ and didn't even cry when they did his exam, X-rays, or splint. I wish I could say the same for myself. Being a mom is the toughest job I've ever had.
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