Charlie had a doctor's appointment yesterday, in Jackson. I think I've mentioned this before, but Jackson, MS is about 2 hours from where we live. It's kind of a long drive, but it's actually how long the kids nap, so sometimes it actually works out great. Because we had an in office appointment, I figured I'd be fine to take Davey with us. Joe had to work, and I'm already getting my parents to watch the kids Friday. I didn't want to baby bomb them. Plus, in office appointments are usually about 45 minutes long. No big deal if you've got snacks and a favorite book or two. Note to parents right here, that don't know it already: when taking your kids out of the house ALWAYS BE PREPARED FOR THINGS TO BE A BIG DEAL. Because it was a big deal. This is Charlie's 4th or 5th cast now (I know, that sounds awful, and she's got 2 more to go), and any time she's had one taken off or changed they've done it at the children's hospital and given her anesthesia. So I did not anticipate the cast coming off yesterday. But hey, thats cause for celebration. The cast was coming off right then and she'd have a month to be cast free and to just play and be. Worth the aggravation the kids were going through because they were getting sick of the stroller. We had to wait about an hour before they came in to take the cast off. They finally came in and had this little saw and warned me that it's pretty loud. Great. Charlie is terrified of loud noises. Davey's ok with most of them. But not a saw apparently. And I guess thats a justifiable fear. So here we go - the saw is cutting off the cast while both kids are purple in the face from screaming bloody murder. I can't hold Davey because I have to pin Charlie down. Awful. But it only took about 2 minutes. Still, 2 minutes of screaming = a lifetime.
But it's off:
I know what you're thinking. Thank goodness I had the presence of mind to snap pictures of my miserable children. I was thinking the same thing! We are so much alike...
After that she had some xrays, we looked at them with the doctor, and he said everything looked great! So now we just needed to go across town and get the brace she'd be wearing for the next month. Wait. What? This is my first time hearing about the brace. A brace that looks more constricting than any cast she's been in. And it's across town? So I have to put my screaming kids in the car, drive them across town, only to have to get them back in the stroller they now despise? You do it. I'm out.
Unfortunately that's not an option.
We go to the brace and limbs place and I got my miserable children (who were actually being really good sports by this point. proud.), put them in the stroller, walked up to the door, "We are closed for lunch from 12:00-1:00". It's 12:20. MOTHER OF HOLY, why? Baaaaaack in the car we go. Luckily I somehow had a stroke of genius to bring the laptop and a Baby Einstein DVD in case of an emergency. Emergency! Finally it's 1:00, we get in, and proceed to wait. The kids are still holding it together. Until we get back to the room to fit Charlie for the brace. They have officially had it. Davey is just a ball of snot and Charlie is being possessed by some demon I've never even heard of. A squirmy demon. I could hardly blame her. Oh, can I show you what this room looked like?
We got home in one piece, and the kids were ecstatic to be home.
The brace looked worse than it actually is. She was still pretty stiff yesterday, understandably, but today she's moving like she always has. It's got more give to it than I thought. I guess I should've figured it would. It's plastic and foam. Look, I'm not a scientist.
Can't keep this delightful, charming baby down. No sir. Love it. Love HER.
Thanks, Davey, for being a tough tiger. At least everyone thought you were like 18 months older than Charlie (seriously. No one figured they were twins.). That's pretty cool right?