So we had a fun night last night, some friends came over and the girls were able to play their little hearts out. It got late, we did baths... and (long story short) she ended up hurting her arm (yes, the same arm) really, really bad. She wouldn't stop crying. She was holding her arm and wouldn't let it go... wouldn't let me go near it. So, I'm freaking out. Called my mom who heard Kacey's blood curdling screams and said, yeah ER now. Called my husband (who was in a movie with a friend- Dark Knight, in IMAX one day and one day only!) who had to leave the movie early and drag poor Steve with him since Matthew drove.
So after an hour of her horror movie type screaming, crocodile tears, nearly hyperventilating, the whole 9 yards. She decides she's all better. You don't understand, it's 9 pm, I'm offering her lollipops, coke, cookies, anything to get her to just calm down- nothing worked. Matthew and my mom come over... she's fine. Completely over it.
Matthew's thinks it was psychological, fear setting in from the last time. I don't know what it was, I'm so happy we don't have to do all that again. But I just don't understand (?) there's no way, NO WAY she was faking it, she was in severe pain and then it all vanished. (?)