The weekend before Thanksgiving Damon was hunting and Cambrie woke up screaming. Screaming screaming oh so loud. I got her out of bed, thought that maybe she was stuck in her crib and brought her back to bed with me. We cuddled in bed for awhile and she still whimpered. I tried checking her out and seeing what was wrong. When I touched her right shoulder she cried and when I touched her right hand she screamed. So, I called Damon home from hunting and made an appointment at Kaiser for one hour later. I am so thankful that Kaiser is open for appointments on the weekend and that we didn't need to make a ER spot.
You can kinda see her not using her right arm in these pictures, it is just hanging at her side.
But, she picked up using the left one over the right one super quickly.
Before we left for Kaiser I read up on elbow dislocation and thought that it seemed like what Cambrie was experiencing. The article online talked about how the doctor would just pop it back into place and that everything would be fine afterwards. It also stated that xrays would only be needed if something was broken or seriously wrong.
So, as we were called into the doctors office and they started examining her there were screams. Heart breaking screams and tears from Cambrie.
The doctor was puzzled since she has mobility in her arm. Usually with a dislocation there isn't any movement in the arm. After more screaming the doctor ordered some xrays for Cambrie since she was still puzzled about the nature of her injury,
So, we headed off to medical imaging. One tired hurt baby and two scared parents. It was horrific. Holding her down on the xray machine was the worst 15 minutes of my life. It was beyond scary.
Cambrie fell asleep in my arms on our way back to the doctor's office, poor thing was exhausted. When we got back into the exam room she was still sleeping, but the doctor confirmed that she didn't fracture or break anything. (They were concerned about a possible collar bone break). She examined Cambrie again and determined that during the examinations (or xray hold down) that we must have popped her arm/elbow/hand back into place.
As soon as we walked outside, Cambrie said 'outside' 'Dada's big truck' and just like that she started moving her arm again and was her happy self. I told Damon that I was glad that he was able to witness her in her sad state because you would never know what a horrible morning she had by her mannerisms that afternoon.
Unfortunately, we do not know exactly what happened. She was probably fooling around in her crib, stood up and hung onto the railings, then sat back down while keeping one of her arms on the railing. We are researching a possible crib/toddler bed conversion, but just aren't just what will be the best. Clearly, we do not want to have a repeat of this.
And, to show the difference that a few hours makes...here is my happy girl driving home from Kaiser. What a difference!
