On Saturday we were playing Phase 10. I had laid down to move to the next phase but not gotten rid of all my cards. No one else had laid down. Detmer had a skip and Dave was explaining how to use it and that you usually want to use it on the person who is ahead. Det responds, "but I can't skip Mom. She's my best friend!" It was the highlight of my life.
A couple weeks ago we had his follow up appointment about his broken finger. After we left, the doctor called and said the radiologist looked at his x-Ray and Det will need surgery. I was so devastated, of course, because MY BABY and also all the other stuff like not being able to swim this summer because of a cast.
The hand specialist at Primary Children's is only in every other Wednesday, so of course we waited forever for an appointment. We told Det it would be great because we would get Dad from work and after the appointment the three of us would go to lunch. It left the other kids wishing for a broken finger. Unfortunately Det picked Chuckarama for lunch, despite my intentions to convince him otherwise. I always say I could just go get the kids slurpees for a dollar and skip the mediocre food. They end up getting five icee drinks and one half eaten plate of food. But they all love it, much to the dismay of Dave and me.
So the morning of the appointment Det stayed home and I asked him if we should get Allie checked out from school to come with us. He was so excited. It totally changed the day. I even let them bring their iPads. Allie and Det were so cute and excited. I'm so glad they have each other.
When we got to primary's it said we would wait 60 minutes to see the doctor and of course that is super frustrating. Dave dropped Det and me off while he and Allie went to park and they took us back before they even got there. The OT said it was a miracle because they'd been so behind all day.
We first saw a fellow and he told us about the break and said Det would not need surgery. It's hard to describe the relief I felt. I had tried not to think about it too much but when I did I was so nervous. From what the doctor had told us I didn't even dare hope we would escape surgery. I'm pretty sure I was happier than Det. We also saw the hand specialist and an OT hand specialist who molded a cast to Dets finger. It had worked a lot better. I feel so grateful he doesn't have to have surgery. He is so active. He plays from sun up until sundown so it was extra hard to see him sit in pain. He's not one at all that can just sit for hours. He's in the cast three more weeks. The countdown is on!
Now she's Nine Months
8 months ago