Yep, it was a memorable Memorial Day.
I was prepping for our annual barbecue and was back in the laundy room. Ellen was playing in the front room.
I heard a thump.
Then I heard a squall and; "Ow, ow ow ow. Mommy, mommy, mommy!" ...ad infinitum.
At a doc appointment on Tuesday they couldn't really tell too well from the X-rays, but they think it's a hairline fracture on her right shin, just an inch or two under the knee. That's where she points to when asked where it hurts. She won't put any weight on it at all; even with this walking brace/boot, whatever it's called, on. Because she wouldn't put any weight on it, they are assuming it's a fracture.
They are going to refer us to an orthopedic doc and we shall see what will happen from there.
She is not really happy about the boot; wants it off, as any sensible person would. I feel so badly for her. Poor little pumpkin. And she has a busy month ahead of her, too. VBS is next week, and she's going to this Noah's Ark exhibit down in Branson with her grandma and aunt this Saturday. She's been looking forward to that for a long time. Then on the 17th we are heading to CA to visit my mom out there.
In other news.
We have a new/old grain bin that hubby is fixing up to put in Long Lane for the critters out there.
One of our heifers has a leg out of joint (we think); the bull was a little too enthusiastic with his amorous attentions. Argh!
We had a nice barbecue, in spite of bone fractures, on Memorial Day.
Ummm... I have to quit for now. Have a happy June!