Broken

Our dryer.
Lucy's leg.
My spirit.

Well, not really on the spirit part, but it does break my heart to see my bold, energetic little 2 year old laid up in horrible pain.

Eating her 'popicle' after getting her temporary cast.

Our weekend started off on Saturday with the discovery that our dryer was spinning, but not heating. That led to some DIY attempts at dryer repair, to no avail. Man, was I peeved about that. The dryer is less than 2 years old and was a replacement for a dryer that died before it was 2 years old. Talk about bad luck!! The repairman is coming tomorrow....

We salvaged the day with a trip to the lake for some afternoon cooling off. Mollie, Lucy, and Bella had a blast playing in the sand. I was impressed that they spent a long time building sandcastles with some little boys who spoke only Spanish. I think 'play' might be a universal language. We topped off the evening with pizza and a sleepover.

This morning, Bella's mom came to pick her up and invited Mollie and Lucy over to play for a while. While they were jumping on the trampoline, Lucy tried to spin around and started crying when she landed. She wouldn't calm down and we could tell she was really in pain. Matt thought she should go to the ER (good call, Matt. I would have waited until the urgent care clinic opened and taken her there), so we headed down to MCG. As it turns out, she fractured her tibia. She is so tough! She cried and was clingy in the ER, but not the kind of cries that I would have expected with a broken leg. It was interesting how honest she was with the doctors and nurses: she screamed and cried when they touched either leg, but she was very clear about which one hurt and which did not. She is in a temporary cast until we can go to the orthopedic clinic on Weds. I should have more details then, but it looks like she will probably be immobile for the next 3-4 weeks. I will certainly have some questions to ask in regards to "why" because leukemia is [always] on my mind.

It is so awful to see Lucy in pain and I am heartbroken that she has to go through this! She already has it tough with an older sister with leukemia and an infant brother, now she has to deal with this. At least she's getting plenty of love and attention. Mollie has been really great, playing with her and keeping her occupied all afternoon. I am going to be winging it the next few weeks. This puts the brakes on potty training, the move, swimming & summer activities, at least for the near term.

Luby Doo, we love you! And we hope you start feeling better soon!