Busted...Leg

So, we're getting ready for our move to Peru and the Sunday before our Wednesday departure, Jane has a rough landing off the slide. She cries and whimpers for a long while, so we call the nurse hotline, Uncle Kirk (everyone should have a doctor in the family), and then head to the ER. Nice nurses and doctor. Jane screams through x-rays. Results: no break, but check with your pediatrician on Tuesday. In 6 years and 3 kids, this is our first ER visit.

We find a pediatrician and visit Tuesday a.m., more x-rays, again no break, but they'll send to radiologists to confirm.

Tuesday 5 p.m., phone call from doctor says leg has small fracture. So we rush to the office and get hot pink cast (maximize sympathy on the airplane).




Here Jane is with her cast, in our new apartment in Lima.

Jane is back to her old self, carefully balancing on chairs, sounding like a peg-leg pirate walking around the wood floors, and wanting to eat only cheese.