Well, this week was my last week at school before my summer schedule of fun with Nana, Aunt Claire, and Julie. But of course, it didn’t pan out that way.
On Monday, I woke up with Julie and had a yummy breakfast before heading out to the park, as usual. Nana came at noon and deemed that my rash was getting better, but that I should still see the doctor this afternoon. Mom and I went to the doctor for my appointment at 6:45 pm. Apparently I have a non-specific dermititis (rash!). Some good that diagnosis is. I’m supposed to see a specialist, but we’ll just see if that ever happens.
On Tuesday I got up with Dad and Mom took me to my penultimate day at school. It was pretty uneventful. I started bringing some of my stuff home and getting ready for my last day on Thursday. On Wednesday I woke up with Dad again and Julie came by for breakfast. We had a fun morning and then in the afternoon, Nana deemed my rash to be much improved!
So, Thursday started out pretty normal. Dad got up with me and got me ready for school. Mom drove me out to school and dropped me off — saying she’d see me around 5:00! Right around noon, I was standing near the sensory table when a cabinet door fell off a hinge and crashed on to the table, smashing my right hand. I screamed in pain! Miss Holly and Miss Laurie tried to sooth my pain and called my Mom, saying that my hand had gotten “pinched.” Mom didn’t think that sounded too bad, so she didn’t come to get me right away. To make matters worse, Lexi bit my left arm while I was still dealing with my smashed right hand.
I took my nap and when I got up, my hand was an ugly, swollen mess. Finally my teachers told Mom to come get me and she was there in no time. We went straight to the ER got my hand X-rayed. It looks like I have two broken metacrapels! My hand was too swollen for a cast, so I got a splint, a bandage, and a sling (“dinorsaur blanket!”). Once my swelling goes down, I’ll most likely get a cast.
Well, so now I just have one hand! Mom and (especially) Dad seemed really upset about what happened. I was too focused on learning how to get around without my right hand to worry about that.
On Friday I got to show off my dinosaur blanket to Julie. I had a ton of energy! We went to the library where we read books about broken bones and being a big sister. We met Ava and her nanny, Jen, and played with them, too. Ava and Jen joined us to the park and we even exchanged phone numbers! We got home just in time for lunch and a nap.
When Mom came home, I started asking “can you help me, I only have one hand!?” I was also showing off my dinosaur blanket at the park.
On Saturday I went to Nana’s while Mom and Dad went to a wedding and then the three of us all headed out to Baby John’s baptism way out in Geneva.
On Sunday, Aunt Claire moved in with us! It was also Father’s Day, so we took Grandpa Yagan out to brunch and even visited Dad’s office — now I know where he goes when he leaves me!
Last year I had tonsilitis!
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