Trichotillomania, Left Wrists and Dislocated Thumbs: Why this mom totally LOST it today

Trichotillomania, Left Wrists and Dislocated Thumbs: Why this mom totally LOST it today

I have two children. I took them ice skating, and within 20 minutes of each other, they both fell and needed x-rays on their left wrists.

My oldest of these two children also suffers from an impulse control disorder called trichotillomania (she pulls out her eyelashes, eyebrows and hair) which I am doing a series of blogs on as we walk through her treatment of it.

So, that sets the stage a bit for this blog post. The morning after the ice skating debacle, I took both girls to the ER, both were splinted and we were told to follow-up with an orthopaedic - my oldest right away and my youngest 10-14 days out.

Last Thursday, I took my oldest to the orthopaedic doctor.

Not only could they not confirm, or deny a wrist fracture already suspected by the ER, but they informed me that she dislocated her left thumb and may need surgery to repair it.

Awesome. Excellent.

We now have to follow-up with a pediatric orthopaedic surgeon that is 36 miles away. I cannot get her in to see this doctor for another week. Ugh.

Now, I'm trying to get my youngest in to see the orthopaedic doctor, and I'm struggling to get an appointment for her.

On top of all of this, my house was in great need of a complete, top-to-bottom cleaning, and there were MOUNDS of laundry to do.

Yesterday, Sunday, I stayed home from church and started working on the house at 8:30 am.

I tackled growling dog-hair tumbleweeds, washed piles and piles of stinky clothes, changed the dog-torn and droopy shears in my front windows, dusted every non-living thing in the house (and a couple of living things -sorry honey), scrubbed toilets, did some more stinky laundry, vacuumed two levels of the house and one level of stairs, but gave up at 7pm when my lower back screamed while attempting to vacuum the last set of stairs.

So why did I lose it today? Because while I was cleaning, I found several PILES of pulled out, ripped out, torn-off light brown curly locks of hair throughout the house.

My sweet, beautiful girl is pulling herself bald, and I feel helpless to stop it.

She sees a therapist - one she really likes, too. He keeps his appointments, and she's seen him more in the last three weeks than she saw the other therapist in three months.

I encourage her to find other things to do to keep her hands busy, like draw and read.

For now, her left hand is casted, so that's preventing some of the pulling, but I can't ask them to keep her casted forever. (Or maybe I can....hmmmm...????)

Today, with the grey clouds, the cold air back in full force, and feeling overwhelmed, underappreciated, physically exhausted and a bit "on-my-own" in all of this, I broke down while helping a friend at church.

I felt terrible, because this woman just lost her dad, and I was sobbing like an idiot while she hugged me.

She made me feel better and gave me some tissues. It's so good to have friends. Thanks, Camille.

While I was writing this lovely blog, the triage nurse called back from the ortho's office; I have an appointment for my youngest on Thursday. Hallelujah.

Now, if we can just confirm that ONE of my children is not broken, I'd be immensely relieved.

Nobody's got time for this nonsense.

I wonder if there is a Guinness World Record for the most expensive ice skating EVER, 'cause I think we'd be in the running.

James 1:2-4 (NIV)

2 Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. 4 Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.

John 16:33 (ESV)

33 I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”


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