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Saturday, August 5, 2017

IS THIS REALLY HOW WE WANT TO START HER SENIOR YEAR?

School cheer started back this week with a 3 day camp where they learn some cheers, stunt, dance, etc. The camp is at Woodlands Elite, where Calli has a 2nd home. So it's not all that fun for her and I really wish they could go somewhere away and have the experience of being away, being with lots of other schools and enjoying hotels, late night practices, etc. But it is what it is and we have been fine having camp at Woodlands Elite for the past several years.

So here's how Day 2 of school cheer camp went. I wake up at 7:30 AM to make Calli, Kyndall and Mal breakfast. I sent them off at 8:15 AM and wished them a great day! I went and worked out, had a couple of interviews and worked on some work things throughout the day. UNTIL 2:30 PM when I look down at my phone and see Coach Kevin calling me. Coach Kevin is one of the Woodlands Elite coaches and I thought 'Oh no. Why is Kevin calling me?' 

I answer the phone and Kevin very calmly asks if I'm close to the gym. When I replied no, he casually told me that Calli had had an accident while stunting and had dislocated her thumb. They weren't allowed to pop it back into place but if I could come get her, it would be best to take her to just a minor emergency place and they could pop it back in. 

I was sick but was hopeful that this would be as easy as Kevin made it out to be. It wasn't. And the day was somewhat stressful for me and VERY painful for Calli. 


What happened? Kyndall came down from a fill up and her foot landed on Calli's hand wrong and forcefully and pushed her thumb out of socket. It felt like it took FOREVER for them to even talk about what could be done. We got there about 3:15 PM and after paperwork, pregnancy test, x rays morphine shots (which really didn't help), and a call to an orthopedic to see if HE wanted to try and pop it back in place, the Dr at the Minor Emergency made his first attempt at relocating it. It was 5:15 PM. It had been 3 hours since it happened and she was still in significant pain. Over the next hour he tried 4 times to relocate it with no success. I finally asked him to just stop and we would go somewhere who might be a little more prepared to fix her thumb. 

So off we went to Memorial Hermann hospital where they were able to do a nerve block and THAT is where the pain relief came for her. That was about 7:30 PM. Once the nerve block was given she couldn't feel anything. The nurse and the Dr. tried maneuvering her thumb like it was a stick shift. Thank goodness Calli didn't feel a thing. But they had no luck either. 

That's when the Dr looked at me and said "I'm going to have to call my hand surgeon". I wanted to cry for Calli. Are you kidding?!? It's a THUMB and it's not broken, it's just popped out of place, just pop it back in. Please Lord! But that wasn't the Lord's plan that night, for whatever reason. 

At 9:30 PM that night, they were starting to wheel her to the OR and the Dr comes out to speak to me and Calli and explains that he's going to rotate the thumb back in, put 2 pins in and she'll have to wear a cast for 6 weeks. I saw Calli's jaw drop and face turn pale out of the corner of my eyes. I knew EXACTLY what she was thinking. How will she cheer (Woodlands Elite)? They'll kick her off Black Ops. I leaned down and told her that God was with her and she'd be fine.



We arrived home at 12:30 AM with the reality that she would be limited and impaired for 6 weeks. She'll be fine for school cheer, she's not worried about actual school (because that's not her priority) and her coaches have assured her that they won't kick her off. They are getting a stand in because he stunt group cannot not do anything for an entire 6 weeks. We are praying for a COMPLETE recovery and if all goes well she'll have 6 weeks after her cast comes off to get ready for Parents Show. We should be fine. 

And of course the next day we made our way back to Woodlands Elite to support the WHS team at their show off. 



It's still a pretty crappy way to start her Senior year. 

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