Did You Miss Me????

Can you believe that it has been 3 months since I posted anything????

My machine has been gathering dust.  I want to sew, I need to sew as Ella has grown out of her dresses and is requesting new ones, but I have lost my sewjo.

Things have been hectic lately.  You would think that I am building the house myself, but I am just over seeing everything. I never realised that building a house would take up so much time and energy. Really that is all I have been thinking about for months.

We received development approval at the beginning of October. It seems that it has been a delay after delay since then and even though we should have a slab down, we are still waiting without much taking place.

I have a build blog if you feel like following along. If you don't, then that is OK, but I thought I would keep all my updates on the build in one place so I don't clog up here if you don't want to read it.

What else has been happening?

A couple of weeks ago Harry broke his wrist. He did a good job and broke both bones, which required setting in theatre under a general anesthetic. How did it happen?

According to his hospital discharge report "mother says child fell out of car"  makes me feel slightly like a neglectful mother.   We were watering our plants at the block of land and he was playing in the boot of our car and he fell out. I will add that it was stationary at the time.  He landed on his hands.

We ended up going to a small community hospital near us, where they xrayed it and then told us we had to go to the large childrens hospital for it to be set. For the journey to the hospital they set it in a back slab

The back slab lasted the car trip to the childrens hospital, only because Harry was asleep. As soon as we got to JHH hospital he ripped it off and kept it un-supported for the next 7 hours while he was waited to be operated on.

My little boy, he is a trooper.  He cried when he broke it, but it only lasted a few minutes.  He allowed Dr's and Xray people to touch it and he didn't complain or cry.    Everyone thought from the angle it was broken, but from his lack of pain, thought it must not have been, until they saw the Xrays.  

He broke his wrist at 11:30am and didn't get operated on until 10:30pm at night. His pain threshold is amazing, I am sure it has something to do with all the trouble and pain he has gone through with his ears.

Waiting to go into theatre

He was a happy little boy all the way through.

Luckily for me, he didnt have the same reaction this time when he was coming out of the anesthetic. He slept it off until the next morning.

 His cast was initially too high up his arm, so it had to be cut down. They tried with plaster scissors as they didn't want to scare him with the saw.  I told the nurse that he was deaf in his right ear (broken his right wrist) and he wouldn't care.  He was a trooper again and even watched the whole thing.

As he is a typical little boy and loves water, they have given him a fibreglass overlay to try and keep it in place. Happy to say it is still in tact

The purple cast matches his Vans trainers.  We have since been back to have it re-xrayed and it is healing well and he gets his cast off in 3 weeks. Until then it is a weapon and everyone (including the dogs) has received a few whacks from it.

Next post I will update with some pj's that I made for the kids - this time I assure you it wont be 3 months between posts.