I was impressed with the speed I moved with last night (being 6 months pregnant and a little awkward) when I heard Eleanor fall out of bed. I can usually get her calmed down before she wakes Penelope up but this was a different cry. Isn't it awful when you can't make the pain go away? So we had a quick little trip to the ER to confirm my suspicions that Eleanor had broken her clavicle. The problem with a broken clavicle is there really is no fix. Just 6 weeks of healing time in an uncomfortable figure 8 brace or a sling. She is ok as long as she doesn't move too much, but how do you not move too much when you are 23 months old? Poor babe.
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So sorry -poor little girl. We are thinking of her.
Oh, I'm sorry. Having broken my clavicle also I can definitely sympathize. You can tell her I said that, although she'll probably just say, "Matt who?"
Oh no! Do you need anything?
Ouch! Give her an extra kiss from us.
oh that makes me so sad, poor baby. i hope she heals really fast.
Oh not fun!!
Mom also told me about this. Dang it! That's so sad. Poor babe. Give her a soft kiss from Aunt Minz.
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