Wendy spent the night at her Grandma & Grandpa's house, so that poor, sick Mama (that's me) could get some sleep. I went over to their house this morning to help them with a few things and pick up Wendy.
At about noon, I was on my knees scrubbing their upstairs toilet bowl, when I heard her screech and then start crying. Not fussing, but really serious crying. In between sobs she was saying, "More Mama!" I quickly washed my hands (duh) and took her from her Grandpa, and I knew right away what was wrong.
See, back in February, we had to make a little trip to the ER. Wendy had dislocated her elbow, and after a short wait, some radiographs, and about $600, she was fine. We were warned that this could very easily happen again, and we've been very careful since then not to lift her by the hands or anything like that. And then, in an instant, out popped her elbow again.
We made it almost seven months, so I guess that's good.
This time it happened during office hours, and I'm SO grateful to our pediatrician for fitting us in, so that we didn't have to return to the ER. That saved us about $580, so thanks!!
I did think it was a little ironic that Wendy's elbow was back in place by the time we saw the doctor - getting her out of the car seat was enough manipulation for it to slip back into place. If this happens again, maybe I'll just strap her into the car seat & then take her back out, and see if that helps!