Tough Break

At last night's soccer game, our spunky Maili was celebrating the game by doing somersaults. One here, another there. Both Kevin and I turned our head, so we didn't see what happened, but when I looked back, Coach Matt was signalling for me to come as he was huddled over my sweetie. We ran out to see her forearm completely bent. We knew it was broken. As our friends saw it, they told us both to just run and they would take care of our other girls. We took her to the E.R. where the x-rays showed both bones broken.
I had calmed down by that point....a broken arm....there's a lot worse things, but then they had to sedate her to be able to reset it. The doctor warned us how this would be, but I don't think there's enough warning for what we saw next.  Our spunky, energetic, bouncy girl became a zombie. Still awake, but completely out of it. The doctor says the brain separates from the body so you feel no pain. (This drug is used on the streets and is called special K) I don't know why anyone would want to take that, because you can't even purposely move.  It brought me to tears to see my baby like that. Still awake, but not there at all.  He quickly reset her arm and put a splint on it. The sweet nurse wrapped it in pink hospital tape/wrap for our princess.  We have to wait a few days until the swelling goes down, so Monday she will go to the orthopedist and get a real cast. She's been very brave...except for the moment of spitting out almost all the Tylenol with Codeine because it tasted so bad and then when they tried to give her the shot, her reflexes were so fast, she grabbed the needle and yanked it out and the nurse had to poke her twice.
I'm glad the trauma is over. I think I had so much adrenaline in me that I couldn't sleep last night.
It's moments like that which remind me of our Heavenly Father as he watches us suffer. I wanted so badly to just hold her and make it all better and not make her go through anymore pain or scary stuff, but I knew what was best and had to let her go through it....had to make her go through it so she could heal.
I love my spunky, smiley girl.