CeCe Fell Down

It's not unusual for CeCe to come visit on Sunday mornings - it's kind of her thing.  She comes donning her little Caribou carrier with two large coffee's and two small cups full of mini-marshmallows for the boys.  The boys love those little Caribou marshmallows!  There was nothing usual about this Sunday though.

Jack and Josh had just finished lunch so we were headed upstairs for a nap when I peered out the front window.  Something was seriously awry!  There were things strewn all about including shoes, a cute black hat, coffee, gingerbread cookies, and most notably, mini-marshmallows.  I initially thought CeCe had just dropped her little carrier and felt immediately bad about it.  We opened the door and realized that it was more than just a mess on the sidewalk - CeCe had fallen on the ice.  It was so slippery and she was in a lot of pain so she was not able to get up for quite some time.  She laid there trying to flag down passer-bys for some help to no avail.  What is with people?!?  Can you imagine just driving right on by someone who is clearly in need of some help?  Obviously she wasn't laying there catching a tan!  We ran outside to collect her and it was very clear something was amiss with her arm because it was blowing in the wind.  We told the boys CeCe was hurt and to be good boys and head upstairs to bed.  Jack responded "CeCe's hurt?  But I want my marshmallows!"  Now Jack is normally a very compassionate and empathetic kid - I guess that doesn't apply when it comes to his marshmallows.

A few minutes later CeCe and I headed to the Emergency Room.  We had a nasty ice storm Saturday night into Sunday morning and the impact on limbs was evident as we entered the ER.  It was like a scene from a movie - there were bodies, wheel chairs and ice packs everywhere!  The check-in gal told us it would be a 5-6 hour wait and they had called in more docs.  Luckily, or unluckily, the big football game was on the big screen so we got settled in.  I've never experienced the type of commrodory that was happening in this ER.  Everyone was willing to share their wounds like it was a badge of honor from the ice war they just returned from.  We saw broken collar bones, broken ankles, broken hands, and of course, broken arms. 

CeCe was escorted into X-Ray surprisingly quick and she definitely had a broken arm - the Humerus bone- the big bone between her shoulder and elbow - OUCH!  Back to the waiting room.  Now that she was armed with this new information she had a very mini panic attack that was actually kind of funny.  "How do they cast this?"  Am I going to be in a whole body cast?"  "I wonder if I'll have to have surgery."  "Oh-no, what if I have to have one of those stick things under my arm?"  I chuckled and told her to just take it one step at a time. 

Finally, time to move to a room.  I'm not privy to most of the happenings here because I had ran home to feed Jamison and help with the tornado's for a bit.  When I returned, they were re-positioning her arm and immobilizing it - she was clearly in A LOT of pain, despite the morphine, but they got it done.  After another X-Ray we were free to go. 

I gotta say, this is an extremely painful injury and CeCe was such a trooper!  She kept a positive attitude throughout the ordeal and barely shed even a tear.  Really quite impressive!  Now it's our turn to take care of her.