Becoming Kindred Blog

A three year old's broken leg

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Did I say that Cecily’s leg wasn’t broken in my last post? Change that, it is in fact broken. Across the tibia and curving up into her knee. They put the cast on her on Monday and then we were back in on Wednesday because she had already destroyed the first. The second one seems to weigh almost as much as her and is intended to immobilize her until Tuesday when she will have a more thorough assessment at the IWK . I’ve been given more strict instructions to keep her off of it as the fracture is on a growth plate.

The poor girl, she doesn’t say too much but she absolutely hates it. Every so often her face lights up and she says things like “I’m going to run out to feed the chickens!” or “I’m going to jump on the trampoline.”  But then she remembers and it is so sad. "Will I have to wear this for years and years?" and "I really don't love this." (said in the most mournful voice imaginable.) Then every so often, she has had enough and she says that she is taking it off, well cutting it off actually. We’re trying to keep her involved in everything as we can and she spends lots of time playing with her little animals out in the sun but I know that I am having a hard time keeping everything in perspective so for a three year old who has no concept of time or how much worse it could be, it’s definitely trying.

Dan and I were wondering though, how experiences like this are part of shaping a child’s character. How is this being forced to slow down and watch life more slowly going to impact little Cecily? I especially noticed it the other day when I took the girls for a walk by the water the other day. Normally, Cecily is full speed, climbing rocks and doesn’t spend a lot of time observing so it was interesting how much she observed while Aneliese did all the climbing. She pointed out different things in the water, noticed shapes and colors, and talked about sounds that normally she wouldn’t pay heed to. Will this cultivate an observance in her that she wouldn’t have otherwise?

Cecily is generally very independent. She usually prefers to do things herself and doesn’t often ask for help. She is however, very quick to help others and will be the one to run to get something for another or to observe that someone needs a hand.  Suddenly, she has to ask for help and accept help.

I feel like it also is teaching valuable life lessons not just to Cecily but to Aneliese as well. Aneliese doesn’t have that same natural tendency to quickly help others and I’ve been seeing that change this past week. As she has realized that Cecily isn’t able to do things or move well, she has become much quicker to get things for Cecily or to help her out; I came in from milking one morning and Aneliese had actually helped Cecily use the bathroom (not recommended but it was an appreciated gesture).

That’s my Pollyanna perspective for you and the silver lining of this particular cloud. I’m not going to bother telling you about how I feel about the rest of the cloud. It’d be BORING and frankly, kind of whiny. So for the sake of my readers and my faux golden halo that gets easily tarnished lets just pretend that I’m Pollyanna, shall we? Though you could pray for some uninterrupted sleep perhaps for a night or two. That would be lovely.