We will, we will, rock you
Miranda's currently jumping on the mini-trampoline and singing, "We will, we will, rock you! We will, we will, rock you!"
Uncle Greg (the incurable Queen fan) will be so proud...
Go potty
Miranda is well and truly toilet trained now. She's dry at night, every night, and she's learned to ask when she need to go potty, and to hold it until she gets there.
I must say, not having to buy nappies is nice on our budget, and the laundry room (where we had the nappy can, waiting for the dirty nappies to be taken out) smells a lot better.
And Miranda seems quite pleased with herself, as well!
All Better
Miranda's fever subsided yesterday evening after she had a lukewarm bath. Today she was a bit crabby in the morning, but then went out with Nanna and Grandpop to run errands in the afternoon, and she ate a good lunch and was in a good mood. She was fine the rest of the day and evening, as well.
So, well, whatever it was, it was fleeting, and it's all better now.
I hot
Miranda had a fever when she woke up. It's not super high, but it's notable. We've decided not to take her to the doctor today, and see how she goes tomorrow. If she's still unwell, we'll call early in the morning and get an appointment for late afternoon (usually do-able with our doctor's office).
Poor kid. She's pretty pathetic when she's sick. And she's only eaten a couple bites of food all day, though she is happy to have the occasional cup of cool 7-Up.
Moving right along
Miranda's got the bandage off. Right now, anyway. She wanted it off. Then on. Then off. Then on. Then off.... You get the idea. She's still walking with a slight limp and she says her foot 'still hurts', but it seems to be well enough for her to jump on the bed, so I dunno...
She's doing very well with the potty training, and hasn't had an accident at all for some time now. She's even dry at night! We haven't persuaded her to use the big potty (even with the potty seat insert), but that'll come in time, and she's willing to use a regular toilet when we go out, so long as someone holds her (or it's a child-sized toilet).
She's very contrary these days, though, arguing with pretty much everything. She was even talking in her sleep last night, saying, "No! No, no, no!"
Smiley foot
Took Miranda back to the doctor today for a followup and since she's walking on the foot and sleeping well, etc., and the x-ray showed no bone damage, the doctor thinks it'll be fine. He said to keep the bandage on for a day or two longer and then see how she does without it, which sounds like a good plan to me.
She cried and cried when she saw the doctor, because the last time she saw him he poked at her sore foot and examined her knee and leg, and the time before that he gave her a shot. Today, he just listened to us and saw that she's happy to put weight on the foot, but she was still crying about having to be there.
So, to give her a happy experience, he put another bandage on her foot and drew a smile on it (smiling up at her), which she thought was very cool. He also gave her three -- count 'em, THREE -- jelly babies!
That's the report on Miranda and her owie foot, which will hopefully be better very soon. Tomorrow's her birthday and we're going out to Hungry Jack (i.e., Burger King, but it's a long story as to why they use the name Hungry Jack's in Victoria but nowhere else). They've got a cool new playground, and with any luck Miranda will be able to have a bit of a play.
About that foot...
Meant to post yesterday, but I kept being distracted.
We took Miranda for an x-ray yesterday morning. According to the report (which I had a look at), there are no visible fractures anywhere in her lower leg or foot, which is what I figured.
We've been keeping the bandage on Miranda's foot and it seems to be helping. She's sleeping better, and while she's still crawling and scooting around on her bottom quite a bit, she seems more willing to occasionally put weight on her foot.
I suspect it was just a nasty twist with a fair bit of internal swelling, and a bit of bruising (some of which is visible around the top of her ankle). It's just going to take time to heal.
On the plus side, she's been dry all night for days now, and is going to the potty or asking to be taken. She had a little accident yesterday, probably because she was far from the potty and playing and so not paying much attention and it caught her by surprise, but overall, I've been very impressed with her. She very clearly has the idea now. It'll just take time to get it perfected, just like it'll take time for the injured foot to heal.
More on that injured foot
Miranda went to the doctor today. He did an examination and bandaged her foot up to stablize it (so hopefully she'll sleep better). She didn't like the examination at all, and wouldn't put any weight on her foot when he tried to get her to do it, although she's a bit more game to try it now that she's got the bandages on.
Tomorrow morning we're taking her to get an x-ray, just to check it out further. Doc says it could be a bone chip or fracture, or might be a pulled ligament or tendon, that it's hard to tell without an x-ray and that even with an x-ray it's hard to tell if it's only a hairline fracture. Apparently, the hairline fracture or chipped bone (if that's what it is) will actually heal faster than ligament or tendon damage...
She goes back to the doctor the day after tomorrow when he has the x-ray report.
In the meantime, we're just to keep doing what we have been, giving her pain reliever as appropriate, hot epsom salt baths to soak the foot, and carrying her when she feels she can't walk, although she has been crawling and scooting around on her bottom. Can't keep a mobile toddler still for long!
Still hurting
Miranda slept very poorly last night, tossing and turning and waking frequently. It was clearly because her foot was hurting, despite giving her pain reliever before she went to bed. Today, she still says it hurts and doesn't want to bear weight on it.
We called the doctor's office today, but they're not in, and while we strongly considered going to the hospital we decided against it because we're sure nothing's broken and that there's not a great deal that a hospital could do, other than, perhaps, giving a prescription for a strong pain reliever suitable for children (which might be helpful, but ultimately probably isn't worth a lengthy visit to the hospital, and yes, we're quite sure it would be lengthy).
So we're just letting her sit quietly today, although she got bored and got down from the chair where she was ensconced. She still won't put full weight on that foot, but she's standing up and leaning on things and resting the foot on the floor, which is a good sign.
We'll see how she goes tomorrow, I suppose...
[edited] This evening, Miranda started to tentatively put weight on that foot. She's still not walking on it, but she's at least making the attempt. Hopefully, tomorrow she'll be fully on the mend, if not on the hoof.
Wounded Soldier
Miranda hurt her foot last night. I'm not sure what happened, as I didn't see it, but she was walking with a limp immediately after it happened, and then she got up on my lap and went to sleep and I put her to bed, expecting that it would be better today.
It seems that it's not, and she's not happy to walk on it. It looks a bit bruised around the ankle, but only slightly, and she's rather vague about where it hurts, specifically. She just says, "Foot hurt," or "ouch foot".
So she's been in a recliner all day, sipping cool water and watching television, surrounded by books and some toys. She has to be carried to the toilet (we're migrating to the big potty, using one of those little plastic inserts for little kids to sit on), since she's doing extremely well in that department (two nights dry and no accidents at all for a couple of days!), and she keeps looking very pathetic and asking for a hug...
Personally, I think she's milking it, although I don't doubt that she really has some level of pain. If she's still limping or complaining about the pain tomorrow, we'll take her to the doctor, of course, but for today, I'm hoping that regular doses of anti-inflammatory medicine (Childrens ibuprofen) and a good deal of pampering and rest will help.
By George, I think she's got it!
Miranda seems to have worked out the point of using the potty instead of going in her pants. I told her that it was "yucky" to poo/wee in her pants (or on the floor, in the case of doing a wee), and that seems to have done the trick. She's been using the potty consistantly and by her own instigation for a few days now, both bowel and bladder.
All it took was for her to work out a few of the mechanics and get a good reason to go on the potty instead of in her pants.
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