I never title my posts. I have a hard time picking out a title to sum it all up generally. This one is no different. I will set the scene. 

Sadie, Sophie, and I were in Little Rock at the football game. Molly and Larry don't make the away games because Molly can't make a whole ballgame yet. 

So they were at home playing as usual. 

They made their rounds like they always do around the neighborhood on the 4 wheeler, then they went home and played. Molly was playing on Sophie's scooter. Larry took this picture of her. 

This was right before she fell!! She landed wrong when she fell and immediately started screaming. Larry took her inside and sat her on the bed. He said she was crying like she has never cried before. She was grabbing her leg and it immediately started swelling. He knew right then he needed to take her to the ER. He called me on the way to the hospital. I didn't answer because I was at the run through taking pictures of Sadie and Sophie.  When I saw I had 4 missed calls, I knew something bad had happened. He said they were x-raying her leg, but he was pretty sure it was broken. I wanted to come home. He said to sit tight because if it was broken, they would send her to children's hospital. No sense in driving home from Little Rock if we were going to have to go to Little Rock. He called back a few minutes later and said it was broken. They were sending her by ambulance to Children's. 

I had no choice but to sit at the game in the bleachers and try to be calm. I could not let Sophie or Sadie know what was going on yet. I couldn't hold my sweet baby's hand or kiss her forehead and tell her it was going to be okay. I had to wait. 

I couldn't see her. I couldn't hold her. I couldn't be there. One of the hardest things ever!! 

It felt like forever. Larry and I were texting back and forth about where they were and how she was doing. Finally Larry called and said they were close enough for me to leave. I pulled Sadie out of the game and we all loaded up to drive over to the hospital. That drive alone was long.  I can't imagine how long the ride in the ambulance was for Larry.  I had calmed down enough that I was able to console Sadie and Sophie, who were so upset. Sophie was crying so bad when we got to the ER that they thought she was hurt. 

We all went in to see her. For Sadie and Sophie it made it worse. They hated to see her laying in that bed hooked up to everything. As bad as I hated seeing her in pain, I was just glad to see her! 

They had her on Morphine. She was loopy and still crying some with pain, but she was so strong!  She said over and over, "My leg hurts!"  When I cried, she would say, "I'm okay Momma."  

What seemed like forever again, the doctors finally came in. They said they had looked at the x-rays and decided they would put her in traction until in the morning and do surgery.  The traction stuff just about did me in. I know it hurt so bad!! Molly was holding my hand and look straight in my eyes and said, "Momma, I'm scared!"  Larry and I both lost it!! 

They said there were several options during surgery, but they wouldn't know until they got in there to do it. The best option was to just set the break and cast her. The other options involved various kinds of screws, plates, and rods in different locations and a cast for 4-6 weeks. I prayed! 

I called MeMe and woke her up. She came to Little Rock and picked up Sadie and Sophie. They weren't allowed to go up to the room when they admitted Molly. 

Everyone, scared and worried, left to get some sleep until I called them in the morning. 

This picture is so precious to me. I was trying to take a picture of Molly when Larry got in the way. It is an awful picture as far as all the photography rules go, but is precious to my heart!  Larry did not leave her side hardly. He almost had to be touching her every second. Here all you can see is Daddy's hand holding Molly's hand and Snuggles in the background. 

The next morning they took her back for surgery. The surgeon visited with us an said he was only going to put her to sleep, intubate her, set the leg, and put a cast on. Only!!!

But I am thankful that they didn't have to put any hardware in her. I think it may be a longer harder recovery for her if they had. 

There's no incision, no nuts, bolts, and screws. Just a cast from her chest to her ankle on one leg and her knee on the other. Bad enough, but could be worse!!