Laurie Morris

Originally, born in Rochester Minnesota, I was raised in Richmond Virginia, a beautiful city and wonderful place to spend a childhood. I ran off to college, armed with as much common sense as I thought I would ever need and settled in at East Carolina University where I met my soon to be husband, Daniel. We married shortly after graduating and planted ourselves in Raleigh to begin our lives together. Daniel and I knew very early on that we were going to get married. It was meant to be. If I had gotten into my first choice school, I would never have set foot in North Carolina, let alone Greenville. If Daniel didn’t enjoy irritating his father by going to any school but NC State, he never would have found himself waiting for me outside of Econ1200 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. We are avid Pirates now, sort of as a “thank you” to our alma-mater. We are active Pirate Club members, attend each and every home football game, some away games and have even made it out to the bowl games in recent years. We love ECU for bringing us together. And now we have our own little Pirate as a result! Daniel and I have been married for 7 fantastic years. In September of 2010, we were hit with the most life altering news we could imagine – we were pregnant! This was an incredibly joyous occasion for Daniel. I, however, found myself wrought with anxiety and worry for the new and unknown world I was about to enter and from which I would never return. After meeting Lily, I knew there was no way I could give her to a stranger on my way to work every day. And the decision was made. I have been home caring for Lily since I brought her home from the hospital and I am happier than I could have ever imagined. I have found that, much to my dismay, I was made to be a mother. Even the truly trying times, sleepless nights and colicky months are a drop in the bucket compared to the joy I receive daily from watching my child learn and grow and seeing her smile.

brynn-reese

Ouch!

(Read here for the beginning of Joshua’s story)

Friday morning, more than two days after the fall, I finally took Joshua in to get his arm looked at.  Thankfully, Chad was off that day, and he was able to take Nathan and Emily.  The pediatrician wasn’t overly concerned given how mobile and not in pain Joshua was, but she ordered x-rays as a precautionary measure.

We headed over to Onslow Memorial for his x-rays with instructions to return when we were done.  The x-rays were quick, and the staff was great with Joshua.  Two big thumbs up for Onslow’s radiology department.

If you’ve followed me for very long, you know that Joshua is not my easiest baby.  He is determined, stubborn, and wants to be into everything.  All day Friday, though, he was amazing.  He handled all of the poking and pulling and x-rays like a champ.  He didn’t cry once.  Maybe it was that he finally had me all to himself.  I have no idea why he was so good.  Whatever it was, though, he was the best little guy.

After the x-rays, we headed back to the pediatrician’s office, where we discovered that Joshua had broken his arm.  We were all surprised, frankly.  He was acting like he had maybe twisted his elbow, but nothing that serious.  A quick glance at the x-rays, though, showed that he had indeed broken both of his forearms just a few inches below his wrist.

We were sent off to the orthopedic surgeon’s office, where Joshua acquired his sweet Duke blue cast.  For the next five to six weeks, the poor little guy will be essentially one-handed as his right arm heals.  He doesn’t seem to mind it and is already adjusting and figuring life out with one hand.  I’m the one who is not looking forward to the next few weeks.

I do feel badly that it took me over two days to bring him in to have his arm checked out.  I even made sure to wear a little bit nicer clothes to the doctor’s office to perhaps prevent any phone calls to social services to report negligent parenting. I’m glad, though, that we’ve figure out what was wrong, and that Joshua is now on the road to recovery.  Now to figure out how to keep a 21-month-old’s cast even marginally clean for six weeks…

Has your little one broken a bone yet?  How did you both handle it?

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2 Comments on “Ouch!”

  • Jenn April 19th, 2012 5:29 pm

    Hey Brynn,
    It’s, Jenn I had a friend tell me that the glad press and sil works really well, in keeping the cast clean and dry. You might want to try that.

  • Brynn Reese April 21st, 2012 8:21 pm

    Thanks for the tip – that sounds like it might help keeping the cast clean!

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