My last photos of our family were from our little weekend getaway to Victoria to pick up the girls from Granny Camp and of Christine's bandaged chin after her little spill at the horse races. Since then ... let's see ... there was a week of quiet play around the house then another busy weekend with both Paige and Marley attending separate birthday parties. Then a fun week that saw all three girls attending a day camp (through the community centre) - Marley and Paige were in a Summer Olympics themed camp and Christine was in a Space themed camp. All 3 girls were in heaven and I got a couple hours to myself every morning so I was in heaven too! Until the Thursday that is ...
That was the day I got the call that no Mom wants to get. "Hi there! This is Laura from Paige and Marley's camp. Paige has hurt her ankle ..."
sigh
So I headed over to the Community Centre to check up on her and take her home if needed. It was time to pick up Christine anyway.
She was obviously in a lot of pain when I arrived. The leaders had her on the couch in the vestibule with an ice pack on her ankle and there was evidence of tears on her cheeks. Story was they were playing some sort of dodge ball game and she tripped on a ball and rolled her ankle. It didn't look swollen but she wasn't putting any weight on it, so after getting Christine, she hopped into the van and we spent the rest of the day with ice packs on it. She returned to her camp the next day as they were having their big "Closing Ceremonies" in conjunction with the two other community centres in Delta and she didn't want to miss it. I thought for sure I'd get a call again at lunch time that it was all too much but she toughed it out. To me this was a sign that it probably wasn't that serious an injury - a twisted or sprained ankle at most - and a few days of rest and ice should get things back to normal.
Ha!
A week after the initial injury her ankle was still visibly swollen and tender to the touch. Although she WAS managing to run, jump, hop, walk, etc on it without complaining too much. There was a definite limp though so clearly something was hurting her. A trip to the doctor seemed prudent. This led to a trip to the X-Ray techs and then another trip back to see the doctor the following week to get the results. Results that hadn't even come in yet! But after a call over to the place that did the x-ray and another call to the ER at a local hospital to get a second opinion ... we were informed that there was a suspected fracture in the ankle (in such a place that made them nervous it may be in her growth plate) so could we please go directly to Children's Emergency to see the Pediatric Orthopedic Surgeon? Pronto! Do Not Pass Go. Do Not Collect $200. Do not drive all the way home to drop your oldest off at soccer camp first or get snacks or lunch or books to read ...
You get the idea. Here are some pictures I shot with my cell phone - hence the crappy quality!
Christine and Paige amusing themselves in the waiting room at the colouring table.
Waiting in the examination room for the doc.
Ah, finally ... Scooby Doo on the telly!
2 hours later Greg came to pick up Marley and Christine so that Marley could get to her camp - a little late but there finally! Paige and I waited. And waited. And waited. They re-x-rayed her ankle. They discussed it. They discussed it some more. I think they even called the original company that x-rayed it to discuss it some more! The final decision was that even though they couldn't see any definitive break, they were going to play it safe because somebody, somewhere had seen something. A cast was in order. Well, that did it for Paige. She had been cheerfully (if not a bit nervously) waiting this whole time but as soon as they started getting her prepped for the cast the tears started flowing. I don't think she was worried that it would hurt so much as it would make her different and decrease her ability to have fun for the rest of the summer. Fair enough.
So here we are a week later and she is still pretty miserable. For the most part she happily hops around the house with or (more often) without her crutches but something will happen or someone will stop by to see how she's doing and give her a small gift and she retreats into that special little world only she's allowed into. It's sad to see. We keep telling her that she will most likely still have the cast and crutches when school starts in a couple weeks which also causes her to retreat. I think she thinks she's going to get a "sick pass" or something!
Just to prove my point here is a picture of her at the Soccer Camp Wrap-up this past Friday.
It took both Greg and I a good 20 minutes to convince Paige to get out of the van. And it only happened because Greg carried her!
Once she did, it took another 5 minutes to convince her that she was perfectly capable of getting back to the van under her own power! Look at this face! So sad. Not even the promise of a Slurpee could bring a smile at this moment.
Just so this is not a total downer post, here is Marley at the end of her Whitecaps Soccer Camp.
She did SO well! When I pulled up on this day, a friend of mine stopped me to say how good she thought she was. How hard she was working (and this was during our little heat wave so it was well over 30degrees on the turf!) and how skilled she was. Ah, what mother doesn't like to hear praise of their kids, eh? I'd been noticing a difference in her this week too. Even though it was boiling hot, never once did she complain about going to soccer camp. She would go outside to practice at odd times during the week too! Her face was always beat red when I picked her up but she was too busy bubbling over about what they'd done that day to complain about how hot and tired she was. Let me just say there were a lot of Slurpees/smoothies/popsicles consumed that week!
So that is the story of Paige.
Oh, and in between the "sprain" and the "break" there was a quick little trip to Seattle,
a day spent at the zoo and some back-to-school shopping. I'll try and get photos up of that trip later. Tomorrow (it's now Wednesday, I starting this post on Monday!) is Greg and my 10th anniversary so perhaps the zoo pics will have to wait until the weekend. Greg's going to Montreal so I'm sure I'll have plenty of time to post ... right? Ha!!
Until next time ... have a good one!
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