So why does my 2 year old have a cast, you might ask? Good question... I'm honestly sure what happened. Sunday afternoon we were playing outside and he seemed fine. Later in the afternoon he was doing a lot more sitting then he normally does. When we came in he threw a tantrum, he was not ready to come inside. Once he was calm I told him to come here, and that's when I noticed he was limping. We watched him for the night, knowing the ER would be pointless. He seemed perfectly fine, just didn't want to walk. Yesterday morning it wasn't any better, so Steve took him to the Dr. They did X rays... and they said that there might be a slight hairline fracture behind the left big toe.. but they weren't sure. They gave us a temporary splint/cast and sent us home. This morning I was home with all three kids. They were in Ok moods. Alli was a little fussier then normal, and Jackson was just annoyed with the thing on his foot. He kept trying to take it off. Thankfully daycare was an option, so I dropped off the girls, and took Jackson to the Orthopedist. Before the orthopedist, we had to wait at least 15 minutes at the pediatrician to get the x rays. For some reason, I had to bring them to the Dr. Mind you, this was after going to two different daycares to drop the girls off. After the pediatrician, we drove over to the ortho doctor. He watched him walk to me, still limping. He said that he wouldn't normally cast a slight hairline fracture. However, it was my lucky day. Because Jackson is so young, and so active, he decided to cast it to protect his foot and help him be more careful with it. We were sent down stairs to wait, yet again, for him to get his cast. We waited for close to 90 minutes. This was during the middle of his normal naptime. He threw a few mini tantrums, but, all in all, he did an ok job waiting. Finally we were called back to get the cast. he did really well, until they had to use the drill thing to trim around the toes. He has become scared of loud noises lately, so I knew this wasn't going to be fun. Thankfully, he did better then I expected. He cried, but never screamed... he was a brave little man.
Now for the fun part. He'll have the cast for 4 weeks... which means no water, no baths... and we have to watch for it coming loose or causing sores on his foot.
The scariest part, though, is how the birth parents will react. The social worker will tell them, and hopefully absorb the brunt of their anger. I'm hoping it blows over quickly.
The "good" part of the whole thing, though, is that it never seemed to hurt him very much, unless he was trying to walk. he is also allowed to walk on it. So, once he figures out how to walk with the cast, I'm sure there will be no stopping him... UGH... life with 2 year old boys :-)
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