The cast glows in the dark

Gaby broke her arm last week. She was about 10 feet up on the monkey bars and fell, landing on her wrist. I wasn't there at the time, so I can't describe the scene in too much detail. Suffice it to say that it was a scary moment for everyone. Kristin, Sheila and both cousins were nearby and whisked Gaby off to the emergency room to be x-rayed immediately after the fall.



The doctors say that she has two greenstick fractures in her right wrist, one in her radius and one in her ulna. She had a cast put on Tuesday morning and she will have to wear it for about four weeks. To everyone's surprise and delight, the cast glows in the dark (!).

The strangest thing about the whole experience for me is that Gaby acts as if there is nothing wrong with her. She doesn't whine or complain about pain. She is not holding back at all physically. She is still running around, jumping on things and being generally reckless and wild. She doesn't even acknowledge the cast at all unless she absolutely has to, like when she is taking a bath and it must be kept dry. She is a very tough cookie.

Apparently another girl in her class at school happened to break her leg the same day, so there are two little girls running around her nursery school wearing casts. I guess it's nice that she can share the experience with someone...

I've also noticed that she has been using her left hand more and more readily now that her right one is incapacitated. We were doing some watercolor painting this weekend and she was painting lefty. It's amazing how adaptable you are at 3...