The past few weeks have been crazy with stress and worry over the youngest in our brood. Zac and I planned a date on the 3rd of this month since Mom offered to watch all the kids as a “thank you” for taking care of Dad. James was in the sunroom keeping an eye on Elias while I was upstairs getting dressed when I heard Elias start screaming. I hurried back down the stairs to check on him and James told me he had tripped and smushed his nose against the wall of his play yard. I picked him up and consoled him, then set him back down. He started screaming again (something not uncommon when he wants to be held). I finished getting ready and decided to hold the baby while I waited for Zac to get home. I tried to let Elias walk around, so I stood him up, but his knees buckled and he started screaming again. I looked at his legs, but didn’t see any swelling, though he’s still got chunky baby fat. Zac came home, so I told him what was going on. Elias wouldn’t walk or stand without collapsing in pain. We decided to cancel our date and head to the emergency room.
After the first ER trip, we were told he had no “bone abnormalities” and we were sent home. Elias was still refusing to stand or put weight on his right foot, wouldn’t let us touch it, and woke up early the next morning in pain. We took him to a different ER for a second opinion and a second x-ray (since the first ER refused to send the previous x-ray over) and were told my three different techs that there were no broken bones, but he did have a sprained ankle. They didn’t wrap his ankle since he’s a toddler and would try to pull it off which would only cause more discomfort. We were told to give him Ibuprofen for two days and follow up with his pediatrician on the 14th.
Dr. Y inspected his ankle at his 18-month checkup this morning and confirmed a sprained ankle, so he’ll be sensitive for a few more weeks. He’s growing on schedule, gaining weight as he should and is 2.5 feet tall. He had his last dose of vaccinations, so we don’t go back for more of those until 2019 (phew!).