elbow

We had a usual start to Sunday morning pretending to be turtles in the ocean that is Mommy and Daddy's bed (Chico the crab-turned-turtle made an appearance) then heading to breakfast, in anticipation of an exciting day of home remodeling. However, our morning took an interesting turn when Rosie managed to tweak her arm while being assisted up from slouching under the table. Nothing seemed unusual but Roie was complaining that her arm hurt. While it was pretty clear nothing was broken, after not too much time, we realized something was definitely up when she wouldn't move her arm except for when we'd ask her to.


It being Sunday and with Dr. Uncle G out of town (who we go to with most of our health questions and concerns), we ended up at the emergency room in Walnut Creek. Rosie being a little one, they admitted us through rapid care (apparently different from urgent care), and we zipped right in. Rosie was awesome, able to slowly high five the nurses, but still complaining and pointing to her elbow. When the doctor came in to see us, she told us what we'd expected, that her elbow was most likely popped out of the joint and would need to be set back in. Rosie totally fell for the doctor's trick of asking her about her age as she rotated and bent Rosie's elbow up and back into place. Rosie whined a little bit but that was it. Just like that, Rosie was hugging DaddyO around the neck with both arms with ease. Huzzah!

So. Take aways from that morning:
-You give them (elbows) an inch, they take a mile. It took very little force to pop that baby out of place. Good reminder.
- While the trip to the hospital was pretty smooth-sailing, it made us appreciate how much Uncle G does for us and our health, especially for our baby. Feeling grateful.