Savannah...

Ok well last Saturday (Sept. 29th) Savannah fell off the Igloo thing (jungle gym) across the street and landed on her arm. She could move it and play with it so I thought everything was fine. But every time she hit it she would scream and cry that it really hurt but she didn't want to go to the doctor. So I put it off thinking it was fine. but I was getting frustrated that she kept hurting it so I decided today we would just go to Urgent care and pay a co-pay and for x-rays even if it wasn't broken and feel stupid and just at least know its fine. Well 3 hours later they come in and say, "Its broken"
Uh what how can that be??? So I have to take her to an orthopedic doctor on Monday and have them re brake it and set it since we waited a week to have her seen.... Ya that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I cant believe I screwed up so bad. I feel so bad. The only thing that makes me feel a little better is that Savannah doesn't seem to care. After we put a splint
on and wrapped it with 2 ace bandages and put a little carrier on it we came home and while I wasn't looking she ripped it all off because, and I quote, "Its in the way, Mom! I don't like it." So she doesn't want the sling on and she doesn't seem to notice its even broken. But come Monday she will notice and have to keep a cast on from the arm pit to the fingers.
I really feel bad, I feel so extremely bad. I actually hate myself right now for not trusting my instincts and just taking her to the ER last Saturday when she did it. UUGGG!