LJ and the Impressive Fracture

Happy Saturday. LJ is presently tearing around the house in his walker, terrorizing his cousins and brother. He's got a big grin on his mug. You'd never guess he has a fractured skull...

When last we saw our fearless hero, the X-rays were clean. That was Monday. On Thursday afternoon, we got a call from the Doc's office - the radiologists' report found some abnormalities. Please go have a CT scan right away, just as a precaution. LJ and Jenn ran off to the CT scan place and got that taken care of, straight from the swimming pool. Then back to the Doc for a preliminary read of the scan. Doc sent us to the ER at Children's hospital, since that's where they had a pediatric neurosurgeon on duty. Gulp.

I met Jenn and LJ at the hospital straight from work. I was supposed to be headed to the airport to pick up my niece, nephews and sister in law, coming in from FL. Luckily (for us, if not for them) their flight was delayed, so I was able to be in two places at once. LJ was in a great mood - he was very responsive and smiley while we waited. At this point, it had been more than a week since he banged his head, and he'd really been back to himself since shortly after it happened.

Truth be told, the three of us had a pretty good time hanging out in the exam room at Childrens. We were very concerned, but LJ calmed our fears by being very cuddly and curious. He practiced his baby signs with Jenn, played peek-a-boo and waved at every nurse and doctor that came by.

The Neurosurgeon said it was an "impressive fracture", starting just behind LJ's right ear and extending several inches. He even took the images to show his boss. (Apparently, a skull fracture can be "impressive" without being very serious, for a two year old. So that's good). Neurosurgeon checked LJ out and gave us the all clear around 8:30. The course of treatment for a minor skull fracture is to do nothing and let it heal, come back and see us in a month. By the time Jenn and LJ actually got to leave it was nearly 10 and I was out at the airport picking up the cousins.

I'm not sure what the moral of this story is, but we're all glad it ended well. It ended up being much ado about nothing, since there's no specific treatment other than time, but at least all of our questions are answered. Time to go have a fun weekend with the family.