Tough girl

Lucy Marie Rose is and always has been a tough little girl, even from the beginning.  Don’t get me wrong, she has her times of whininess and prancing around in her little princess outfits and heels, but she is a tough cookie. And I like it.

When I was pregnant with Lucy, I had a hemorrhage at 13 weeks gestation.  A small sac between some of the layers of the amniotic sack burst and I lost a lot of blood.  I was on bedrest for a few days and was told that the baby may or may not make it. And that was that. I was devastated. But each week improved and she finished the pregnancy strong!

If that were not enough, when I was 37 weeks pregnant I became alarmed that the baby had not moved. All. Day.  A trip to Labor and Delivery told us that I had a life-threatening infection and baby needed to be born. 2 1/2 short hours after my water was artificially broke and Lucy Lou was here.  She had problems breathing and was on oxygen for 6 hours. It was thought that she had a collapsed lung.  She underwent all sorts of tests at just a few minutes old, including chest xrays.  Again, I was devastated that I could not hold my baby for 6 hours!!! I had to have dose after dose of IV gentamicin and vancomycin for 2 days after her birth.  But she came out just fine. A tough cookie.

Fast forward 3 years.  Lucy has endured her fair share of bumps, bruises, and scrapes just like most active kids.  She has also had several eye exams, and now we can add orthopedic xrays and a CT scan to the list….

2 weeks ago, Nana Sandy, myself, and Lucy and Amelia were shopping. We decided to stop and get ice cream on the way home.  We sat outside the ice cream shop and enjoyed our treats and the nice day.  Lucy was sitting next to me and suddenly fell backwards off of the backless bench we were sitting on, right onto the concrete.  She landed on her side and of course immediately started crying.  We were just getting ready to leave so I consoled her and buckled her in her carseat, thinking she was just overly tired and now had a bruised arm.

12 hours later Lucy was still whining. She had not slept well that night, was not using her left arm AT ALL, and cried whenever we touched it or tried to move it. I convinced J that this was more than just whininess and took her to Express Care.  There they examined her and did an xray which confirmed my suspicions that it was fractured. I inquired about another area on the xray that was shadowed and the nurse practitioner stated she was unsure what that was.  Lucy was given a sling and referred to an orthopedist, and the nurse practitioner urged parents to attend that appointment.

 

Playing at a birthday party the same day, like it's no big deal!

Playing at a birthday party the same day, like it’s no big deal!

The next day was Monday and J, Lucy and I went to ORA first thing.  I was getting somewhat alarmed as they seemed adamant that she needed to be seen right away.  The orthopedist explained that Lucy’s humerus was indeed cracked, and there was a shadow on her bone. This may be something that created a weak spot in her bone and allowed it to fracture when she fell.  I deal with orthopedics a lot with my job and was quite confused and didn’t quite know what they were referring to. “Like what? What was on her bone?’ I asked.  I had never heard of this before.  He answered possibly a cyst, quite common in kids, but better that we get it checked out. He ordered a CT scan to look further into the issue, and left.  I believe the doctor’s exact words were, “I don’t want to alarm you, but we just want to be sure what it is.”

Enter ‘Mama Worry’, my alias.

I lay awake that night after being woken by Amelia, then Lucy, then Amelia again, worrying about ‘what if?’.  What if it is a cyst? Why does she have it? Are there more? Did I do something wrong that caused this? And the worst—-‘What if it’s not a cyst?’

Lucy had her CT scan 2 days later.  I explained the whole procedure to her and she was confident walking in.  She watched the scan table move and I lifted her up on there. I was allowed to stay in the room with a lead gown on.  The table started to move and Lucy yelled for me. She could see me and I started to tell her stories about a princess named Lucy who had multi-color hair and she was content after that. I held her hand as she slid through the machine a few times to get the pictures. She did so well!!!! They had told me ahead of time that if she could not lay still they would have to sedate her. Glad that didn’t have to happen!

Lucy’s followup at ORA was 1 week later.  I had a decent feeling that she would be ok.  Everyone seemed to assure me that if it was not ok, they would have contacted me by now. So we waited.  At the followup visit the doctor came in kind of chuckling.  The radiologist’s report for the CT scan was somewhat inconclusive, meaning they were unsure what it was. But after 2 orthopedists l0oked at the images, they both agreed it was a bone cyst; a type of ‘bubble’ in the bone.  Lucy was to wear the sling for 2 more weeks, and return for a followup xray.  The hope is that the cyst will be filled in and showing good healing in 2 weeks.  We will go from there.

Come one, come all to ORA

Come one, come all to ORA

So Lucy is still sporting her sling.  We’ve never had anyone in our family break a bone before. And I’ve never realized how quickly a sling can become completely disgusting!! We are washing it about every other day!

So for now, we wait. We feed Lucy lot’s of calcium-rich foods and hope that this cyst will fill in and no further surgery or injections are needed, as were briefly mentioned at our visits.  We are confident our tough girl will come through this as she has her other hiccups in life thus far.

-The {healing} Costellos