Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Last night around 7:30pm, Paige went to her room to grab a book. Peyton began crawling after her, and for some reason Paige closed the door to her room. Ryan heard Peyton scream first, so he went over to see what was wrong. He yelled for me to come, saying that Peyton's finger was stuck in the door. On the hinge side. The door was completely shut. Ryan was trying to open the door without further smashing her finger. He got it open enough, and I got her finger unstuck from the door. What I saw next I did not know was possible--not in my wildest imagination of injuries. Imagine a cartoon character who smashes his finger with a hammer, flattening it. Now you know what Peyton's finger looked like. Flat as a pancake and bent in all the wrong directions. I started screaming to Ryan, "What do we do?! What do we do?!" It looked so bad I couldn't even look at it anymore. Ryan, thinking clearly, said we should get everyone in the car and drive to the hospital. All I could think was that I hoped she wouldn't lose her finger. By the time we got to the hospital, her finger had begun to look like a finger again, though it was incredibly swollen and purple. She had stopped crying, so I was hoping she wasn't in too much pain. At the ER, they took an X-ray and discovered that it wasn't broken. They did see a tiny piece of bone that they think might have detached, but the Dr. said that would be absorbed and wouldn't cause any issues. We were surely relieved that it wasn't broken, and lucky that it didn't sever her finger. As you can see from the pictures, it is super swollen and on the underside she has a few blood blisters and dark bruising. Nevertheless, Peyton has been doing very well, hardly phased by the injury other than being a little careful with that finger when she crawls/plays.
Posted by Ashley Johnson at 6:34 PM