Maddy's Accident

Fly with two kids alone...pregnant. Yep folks thought I was nuts, BUT we were doing it.  There wasn't really another option.  The day before we were pretty much packed with only those last minute things to throw in our bags.  Josh had gotten home early and we were enjoying some family time and soaking up the time together before we were seperated for the next few weeks.  

Mara wanted to play outside.  We had been letting her lately as she is pretty capable of entertaining herself.  The only problem...what Mara does, Maddy wants to do too.  So here we were with one screaming toddler inside who just wanted to be out.  Mara despite her best intentions just can't be alone outside so she was in and out attempting to shut our heavy front door by herself.  

I had never thought too much about this door until I hear Maddy's screams.  She had gotten her left pointer finger stuck in the door jam resulting in it being about 70% detached.  Talk about a parent's worse nightmare.  I didn't initially register what had happened except that there was a lot of blood.  Josh snapped me into reality and we went into go mode.  

Shoes were grabbed and keys.  Kids thrown into the car and we were off to the ER.  So scary.  So many thoughts race through your mind as a parent.  What could I have done to prevent this? How do I make this better?  

At the ER the doctors moved fast getting her into xray and then seen by a surgeon.  In just over an hour she was headed up to the operating room to reattach it.  As a mama this was the hardest thing for me.  They had me carry her up and I just couldn't consul her when they were trying to get everything started.  Finally they just told me to go....

After about an hour they were finished and we were able to be with her in recovery.  Everything went so well.  The doctor was pretty confident in the attachment and even said that after all of that we could still fly in a few hours.  

The night drug on as we waited in recovery and then finally were able to go home with Maddy.  She was in crazy good spirits (likely due to the pain killers) and blessed us both with a ton of smiles and laughs, just music to our hurt parent hearts.  

We got a quick nap (literally 1.5 hours of sleep) and headed to the airport.  The girls and I began the long trek to Tulsa.  I was so nervous as to how she would do but girl is a trooper.  She never once touched the bandage and handled any pain she may have had with ease.  

Once in the states we had her seen by local doctors and a hand surgeon.  Both came back with amazing news as to the prognosis.  Her finger would be fine.  Likely she wouldn't notice any difference besides maybe a bump on her nail and maybe some sensation lost.  The blessing is she is so young she will never know the difference.  This will just be her normal.

It was an ordeal and one I never want to repeat in the slightest but through it all we had so many blessings in the form of folks dropping their lives to help in instance, friends taking Mara, family who went with me to the doctor appointments and even our insurance who never batted an eye with our needs!