She went to a birthday party this morning in Tulsa…one of only two parties she got to go to this year. And within two minutes of being there, she broke her leg in the bounce house. I wasn’t there, Nick was, but they called right after it happened. Apparently a bigger kid landed on her leg. Hard to get a straight story. It was hard to gauge the damage because she wouldn’t let us inspect it and was very upset. We thought she was just shaken up by all the chaos of the party/our life right now. So they left and started to head down here to OKC like we had planned. (I’ve been in OKC since Thursday). She wouldn’t straighten out her leg or walk on it. By the time they got here she was pretty inconsolable and it was clear that it wasn’t just emotional upset. No (almost) four year old would commit to such a show for so long. So we took her to the ER at the same hospital Max is at (again, if you’ve been following along since her pink eye last month). After many pain killers, screams, and X-rays we saw that she had indeed Broken her tibia, straight across. Nothing displaced, thank God, but she will have a cast for four to six weeks. She’s in fairly good spirits, but the multiple pain meds make it hard to judge her state at the moment. At least we got some good laughs and video for the archives. These will go in a scrap book for sure.

I don’t know what to say at this point other than we are hanging on by a thread. Our GoFundMe is still up, we need all the prayers, and a stiff drink or two.

Thank you all."

I've written here before about MY Broken Leg at age 11 so I can totally sympathize with them, with Min. Weirdly the week I got my cast off was when my grandmother broke her ankle in Hawaii!