Poor Em

I feel like we have been to the ER way too many times this year. Last week Emery had another cold and another round of breathing treatments and I was thinking how nice it was that we had it under control and hadn't been to the ER lately. Well of course that was the kiss of death...

Last night Eric left for the church at about 6:40 and the kids were super tired so I was going to put them right to bed. They asked to go outside so I reluctantly said okay but for only 15 minutes. After being outside for a few minutes Emily came in crying that she had bumped her arm on the slide. She was pretty upset but I just figured it was because she was so tired. After about 10 minutes she was still crying uncontrollably. I started to worry that her arm was really hurt. After a lot of waffling and Eric coming home from his meeting we decided it was worth taking her in to get it checked out. So Eric, being the awesome dad and husband he is, left at about 8:00 for the ER. This is the picture he took with his cell phone at the hospital:

This is my cute little Emily today:

(This is her pretending to be sad. She was all smiles once the camera came out.)

After about 5 hours in the ER she now has a cast all the way up to her shoulder. She broke it just above her elbow. Luckily it was a clean break so they didn't have to re-set it, they just had to cast it up. She will have the cast for 4 weeks and then probably another 4 weeks just trying to get the mobility back. We're so glad that it will be off before Sea World and swim lessons. She is actually in really good spirits today. I've only heard a few complaints of pain and we've had a few tears over itches under the cast that can't be scratched. She was sad when I told her no more gymnastics for a few months. She was really hopeful when she asked if that meant no school either and then disappointed when I told her she could still go to school. It should be an interesting 4 weeks. I'll keep everyone posted.