The past two days we have enjoyed the special services at church that lead up to the Easter Vigil tonight. I was going to do a post about those and some of the beautiful prayers we heard in the liturgy. Yesterday Therese said she got her foot stuck in the door and that it was hurting. By the time the Good Friday service was over, her ankle and lower leg were alarmingly swollen and purple. Bryan took her to the ER and an x-ray showed that she has a badly broken leg. Her tibia is snapped completely in two. The doctor at first said he thought she must have a skin infection. He didn't believe that a child with a broken leg or ankle would be sitting there smiling and charming the nurses. The x-ray was very clear, however. The orthopedist on duty splinted her leg and we have to take her in early next week for the orthopedic specialist to look at it and decide how to set and cast it. Today she is perky and cheerful, scooting around the house in her splint, but I feel so badly that she has such a huge setback just when she was learning to walk for the first time. She could be in a cast for several months and we could lose the clubbed foot correction again since she can't wear her Ponsetti bar at night now. I guess I should be glad that the wrap they put on her splint matches her Easter dress, and we will face each challenge as they actually get here. Tonight we will rejoice!
