Now, take that clever toy (designed to teach physics) thing out onto a playground full of 2-year old kids. Let's say you get distracted for a minute. What happens next?
Natalie can tell you what happens next. You go to pick it up right as another kid jumps on it and your ring finger is squished between the board and the concrete sidewalk. The result looks like this...
Daddy rushed to school to pick her up and took her to the emergency room. After a few x-rays by Juan (Natalie still remembers him by name months later), we learned that Natalie fractured the tip of her right hand ring finger.
Next question is the viability of her fingernail. The ER doctors tried to push the bed of the nail back under her skin but had no luck. They referred us to a hand-specialist (also plastic surgeon) but let us know that they were doubtful she would ever get her fingernail to grow back.
Thankful for purple popsicles and Sponge Bob (we don't normally watch this, but after 4 hours in the ER and at 6pm you only have so many choices for entertainment).
Home from the hospital with a finger splint.
At the hand-specialist (again, also a plastic surgeon), reading about breast augmentation. I had run out of things to distract her so I was letting her read whatever she could find. But when I saw her reading THIS one, it made me laugh and I just had to snap a picture.
Natalie with her brand new purple splint. She was a truly amazing patient -- she didn't cry once while they were examining her and fitting her for this strange splint thing. She was very curious about what they were doing and watched their every step even once saying to the lady custom fitting and cutting the Velcro strips "be careful - don't cut my finger."
