It was a great weekend. Right up until the part where….

What a great weekend we had. Ryan’s nephew, Ben, is going on a mission to Dominican Republic, so on Saturday we went with him and the family to the temple. Afterward we went to dinner and ate way too much. Sunday was a beautiful, snow-covered day. It finally pushed some of the smog out of the air and it was crisp and cold. One of our neighbors had plowed the sidewalks for the whole circle, but I asked Cole to go out and shovel the front walk. That boy’s got to get used to being cold, after all, right? While he was outside laboring to clear the walk, our new next-door neighbor came over with his four wheeler/plow combo and cleared our driveway. How nice!

We went to church in Orem to hear Ben’s farewell talk. He did a great job, as did the rest of the speakers, and it was fun for the kids to sit with their cousins. Afterward, we went over to Ryan’s brother’s house for a family dinner. Shortly before we were to start eating, Jenna’s 16 year old cousin Camille brought a crying Jenna in to us, and apologized greatly for their accident on the stairs. It seems that Camille was going up the stairs and slipped. Jenna was also on the stairs, but a few stairs down, so when Camille slipped, she took out Jenna below her. Poor girls. Jenna was crying a ton, and when she calmed down a bit, I asked if she wanted to sit on my lap instead of Ryan’s. She did, so she got up to come over to me. Her leg buckled under her and she cried some more. Ryan got her to calm down by having her lay down with her leg up a little bit. We asked if she wanted to go home, and she said no. She wanted to eat some dinner. We moved her to the table, but she didn’t really eat anything. She lay back on the couch and was very calm again (people asked if she was asleep, but she was just really trying to relax). After she ate a few bites of cake later, she was ready to come home, so we gathered everyone up, and Ryan carried her to the car.

When we got home, we called our wonderful neighbor, JB, and asked if he would come and look at her (he’s a doctor, not just some nice neighbor). He came over and looked at her ankle, prodded and asked her questions, and told us he was pretty sure it wasn’t broken. It looked like a bad sprain, but he would still recommend that we take her in for x-rays in the morning just to be sure. So, we took her up to bed, propped her up, gave her some Advil and a drink of water and she went to bed. She didn’t sleep too well and was awake a couple of times in the night, but she did sleep, at least. This morning, the ankle was a bit swollen, not bruised much or anything, but she was crying like a banshee if I tried to get her to move it at all.

Ryan decided he’d better work from home today so he could take her in to the doctor’s this morning, as I wasn’t sure how I’d manage carrying Jenna and keeping John happy at the doctor’s office. Since JB had already seen her last night, Ryan took her there to his office, where he had said they could squeeze her in and take some quick x-rays. Turns out her tibia IS broken, right above the ankle. (Click for a bigger view of that x-ray) It’s a clean break, with no displaced bones, so they won’t need to move anything around to set it (hopefully). They put her leg in a fiberglass splint, which she will have to wear for a week, and then next Monday we can take her back for a cast. No walking for her for at least a week.
So, we’ll be hanging out here. Her birthday party that I was planning will be put on hold, as will any outings we might have been thinking about. She’s been very brave so far, and only cries when you have to move her, but I’m sure this will get old soon. So, wish us luck, and let me know of any really cool educational game sites we can try when she gets tired of watching the Disney channel all day.