So I meant to come in here yesterday. I had so much I wanted to talk about and my evening was spent caring for Em in the ER checking out her wrist. As far as they can tell according to the XRay her wrist is just sprained, however because there is a growth plate right where she claims the concentration of pain is, we wont know until the radiologist looks at it closer and because if its a hairline fracture it could take a few days to show up. She automatically went into this is my right hand, I cant write mode. Ummm... this is going to be interesting. Sensory issues and wise it may be a huge challenge and with the quarter ending next week, we may have to shift her some new accomadations for the week. Well see. Pain is funny with Em too. The whole time we were in the room waiting for each thing, she was joking and laughing as long as she didnt move her hand. She was downright not herself. She was oddly calm about the whole process too. And she doesnt like going to the dr/ER unless she absolutely HAS too. She is also learning a lesson. Social wise. She was goofing around (horsing is her word) and she was in hug mode and a girl caught her in stealth attack hug mode and the girl just jokingly pushed Em back. Em fell backwards and landed funny on her arm/hand. It was during play practice and both girls felt horrible right from the start. Em doesnt want the girl to feel bad as it was an accident. I told her to tell her that. So she is learning that sometimes accidents happen and its ok to admit that. And neither of them meant for this to happen. She also made Christian call me. Granted he needs to program my work number into his phone, but he called me and I was able to plan out the rest of my night. Three of us (Matt, Em and I) didnt get dinner until after 9 (we were starving) but at least we knew she was going to feel better. And she did. The minute they put that brace on she felt like a ninja girl again. She has a pretty high tolerance for pain. Both my kids do. So when she said she was in pain, I knew we needed to check it out. Usually its nothing but when I felt her wrist out, I just knew she was going to need more than Mommas TLC and care. So I have this weekend off and I have some blog posts/topics well chat about in here. And if youve made it this far through this post, ;). Thank you for all caring about learning about how some kids who are on the spectrum can be just like your kids next door, but there are days when you will hear the meltdowns from the street and realize that we are doing our best. Those that leave, arent ready for this side of the journey. And we are ok with that. Not everyone has it this easy when their child is on the spectrum. It wasnt always this way with Em either. And its hard to hear how some can communicate and interact and look at their child and wonder if that will ever be them. We dont try to compare but we do. I know I did. Last thought, we share our journey. The good. The bad. The things we can so that some who need to hear it can. Those that want to see a glimpse into the good and the bad can realize sometimes there are glimmers of Hope mixed in with the wonderings of how far will we see her go, will she go, will there be regression and how do we cope. But its our journey and each one is vastly different.
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:52:34 +0000
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