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It was just a matter of time before someone broke a bone, I suppose. Anna was playing kickball at school last week and twisted her ankle. We had to pick her up from the school nurse's office because she couldn't (wouldn't?) walk on it. We iced it, raised it up and let her rest. We figured it was just a sprained ankle.

(here comes the bad parenting part) Later in the evening, she still wasn't putting much weight on her foot at all. I was thinking that she was just playing up the injury for sympathy. Tried to tell her to "walk it off", but she wasn't having anything to do with that. So, I told her that if she still couldn't walk on it in the morning then we would take her to the doctor and he'd give her a shot. I thought that she would immediately start walking on it with the threat of a shot looming overhead. She didn't. In fact, the next morning she hopped to our bedroom door and said she still couldn't walk on it...then immediately burst into tears exclaiming "I DON'T WANT A SHOT!"

I felt lower than low. Obviously she really was hurt, and it was more than just a sprain. Took her to get xrays and turns out she fractured her ankle in two spots. Just from a simple turn of the ankle. In fact, the doctor told us young kids don't ever really sprain things...they just break them. The way the ligaments are developing, there is just no room for sprain. It's just a break usually. They let her pick the cast color. She chose (Laker) purple over (Celtics) green much to Jason's agony.

The most amusing part of this story? In 6th grade, I fractured my foot and my mom made me walk on it. She didn't believe that I was *really* hurt. And I've always wondered how she didn't understand me when I said it really did hurt. Why didn't she take me to the doctor right away? And now...I've officially turned into my mom.  Anna has a walking boot for the cast and she goes back in 3 weeks to see if she can get it off. She was pretty excited by the whole thing at first, especially the xrays. But, I think the novelty has worn off and now she just wants to run and play again.
 


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Matt Graves:

It is okay, Katie...I have only had a child three weeks and I already see myself turning into my father.

Hopefully she feels better soon and she will be out running about in no time.

(02.08.09)
Alicia Price:

awwww, I think we parents all do stuff like that! hope she feels better soon!

(02.08.09)
Ronni:

Ahhh, I've done this too many times, usually I tell my kids they can't have "candy cough drops" usually I find out they have strep the next day!

(02.09.09)
meghan:

True story: I broke my pinkie finger in 5th grade and my mom didn't believe me, either. She made me practice my piano lessons on it even. A week later (A WEEK!) she saw that it was still swollen and bruised and took me to the doctor. THANKS, MOM!

(02.09.09)