Showing posts with label injury. Show all posts
Showing posts with label injury. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

It's like a magnet

Beckham made ANOTHER visit to the insta-care tonight. Luckily the tooth didn't go ALL the way through his lip after he fell playing on the big toy during soccer. Almost, but not quite.

I swear, that kid's face is like a magnet to trauma and injury. If he makes it to adulthood without any significant scars it will be a straight up miracle.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

There's a first time for everything

I took Sanders in for his two year appointment today.

He weighs 26.8 lbs (33 %)
67 % for height
45% for head

We also found out that on Saturday, when he fell out of his crib, he fractured it. It's just a little fracture and doesn't need a cast or a brace UNLESS he keeps falling on it.

This was all figured out because I had noticed that ever since he fell, as I put his seat belt on or dressed him or and even sometimes when he would fall and go to push himself up he would wince and tell me it hurt. I suspected it was a really bad sprain but wanted the Dr to take a look.

No sprain.

Sanders is the first child to ever break/fracture anything.

Oh, sure we've had dressers fall on kids and the occasional skewer in a eye socket, but no breaks.

Thankfully, at this age, Sanders' bones are more bendy than brittle. So while it is fractured, the Dr says it's more of a bend fracture.

Still, he's going to have to take it easy for the next three weeks or we will have to go in and get it x-rayed.

You know what though? I will take this over a dresser or a skewer any day of the year!

Friday, February 18, 2011

Limited mobility

On Wednesday, as I was kettle bell juggling, I hurt my back. And by hurt my back I mean walk-like-a-95-year-old-try-not-to-bend-at-any-point-during-the-day hurt my back. It's been less than fun.

I've continued to go to the gym, modifying the exercises. However, today, I had to modify/eliminate a LOT of the exercises and by the time I left I was in tears because of the pain and the frustration of not being able to do what I wanted my body to do.

I decided I couldn't just wait for it to heal on it's own. I called my friend. I know him as Boy ( It's a nick-name from when we worked at Pace's Dairy Ann together back during high school). The rest of the world knows him as Dr. Green. Boy is a Chiropractor. We haven't seen each other in 6 years, but through the magic of Facebook we have kept in touch.

I've never been to a chiropractor. It was very calming to have a friend walk me through it. He did a great job. A few of the lower discs shifted. He popped them back in place and I'll go back on Tuesday to see how things are.

It's just nice to have more mobility.

Although, I'm sure my kids will be a bit sad about that though. They've been able to play a lot of Wii because I wasn't able to do much more than sit on the couch and try not to move or cry.