On Sunday, Iz and Sollo were playing a game with a magic wand... a sort of tug of war game... you get the scenario.... big brother, little sister - one wand. Anyway, Iz is pulling one way, Sollo the other - and eventually the thing comes apart... and izzy goes down with a big bump in the hallway. On her btm. OUCH!
She cried, Sollo said sorry, she had a little fuss on Dad's knee, and that was that. Til later on when the pain really kicked in - and anyone who has ever sat down hard on their tail will know this - it jolly well hurts... like billy-o.
The poor little girl is in very bad pain. Donna consulted the nurse practitioner at our surgery as Iz won't eat, can't sit, can't sleep, and generally is in real distress. She spoke with the health visitor who advised visiting casualty. They were in A&E for 5 hours yesterday, where two consultants finally decided she was playing up as there's a new baby in the house! My dd was NOT impressed with that diagnoses, I can tell you.
As Iz still hasn't slept, eaten, is on 2 kinds of painkiller, is having problems with her bowels and cries constantly,even through the night, Donna took her back to the GP today. He, fortunately, was far more thorough and sympathetic, and said she must have two weeks off school, lots of fluids, and searched for a stronger painkiller for her that he could prescribe in syrup form.
This is just NOT our Izzy. The girly loves her food, loves school, is always on the go, and is a real livewire, and she's has just been knocked for six by this pain she doesn't understand, and really doesn't want anymore of.
On a happier note, a new barbie video from her grandad this morning raised a small smile - the first since that awful bump.
Really hope this heals quickly, and she's back to prancing and leaping and singing very very soon. :-(
Amended to Add: Jon has just now taken her back to the hospital for an X ray as he can't bear to hear her crying anymore... this is so terrible, we're all worried sick now. Please everyone, send some healing vibes this way for my poor little Grandaughter. This is not right. Something must be wrong here....