"The most wasted of all days is one without laughter." ~e e cummings

Sunday, September 12, 2010

a full and complete recovery

Evan is fine.

And he's not wearing a splint, despite the phone call I received from Ortho-On-Call while en route to the appointment with the Pediatric Orthopedic Specialist. The phone call during which I was made to feel like a negligent mother by the Physician's Assistant's nurse who informed me, "Ma'am," that "the doctor on duty this morning agrees 100% with Jeff's recommendation. This child should be in a splint." So, freaking out about the condition of my child's knee and, moreso, the utter lack of confidence I now had in my Mommy Gut that had been telling me that he was probably just fine, I drove to the Pediatric Orthopedic Specialist. And, because I was freaking out, I got lost. So I called Sam, [crying], and he informs me that I have a navigation system in my car.

Ooooooo-kay.

But Evan's fine. Dr. K had him move around a bit, he examined his leg, knee, and hip. He barely glanced at the x-ray saying "You really just can't tell a whole lot about a 3-year-old's knee from an x-ray. Their bones and joints are still forming and developing. A lot of 'typical' x-rays will appear to have abnormal spots or shadows. It's just the way it is with these little guys." He went on to say that he wouldn't hesitate to put a splint on a child who could use one, but in Evan's case it would do more harm than good. Why limit mobility in a healthy child? He said that if there WERE something that needed to be looked at; unexplained pain, prolonged pain, inability to bear weight, etc., the only way to see what was REALLY going on would be with an MRI. Evan would have to be sedated. Dr. K wasn't about to put Evan through that. He said to keep an eye on it and come back if the pain lasts a week.

And then Evan told him about the volcano that we saw in our neighborhood. Because, you know, volcanoes have a lot of smoke that come out? We saw a lot of smoke. Turned out to be a barn fire. Then Evan went on to say that, if you need a really long ditch, maybe two backhoes could work together at the same time.

Ooooooooooo-kay.

And Evan is fine. So fine, in fact, that he played in his first soccer practice on Saturday! He had so much fun warming up before practice started:



And then once practice did start, he stood perfectly still, watching. listening, but NOT participating.

Turns out, he was "learning." As we drove home, he said, "I didn't know how to play soccer so I learned. And now I know how to play soccer so I can play next time." We'll see.

Max had fun at soccer practice, too.


Lesson Learned:

Thank goodness for second opinions.

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