It is that time.
Yesterday afternoon Eli came in from the trampoline crying. He was knocked down by his brother while they were jumping on the the trampoline. He didn't fall off, he fell down. Apparently he landed wrong. He told me what happened and he said his hand felt like it was too heavy to hold up.
I knew it was something serious when the whimpering and whining continued after ice, kisses and a short nap.
I took him to Urgent Care. At first he was holding his arm, then he was laying on it, using it as a pillow. He held my phone while playing games. As the evening progressed I was kicking myself for "wasting" our time and money at Urgent Care. I kept thinking that I should have waited longer for the pain to subside because he was *obviously fine!
The doctor came in, checked his arm, heart and lungs (?), asked him some questions and left to look at the x-rays.
Imagine my surprise when he returned and said "it's broken!"
*what is obvious is that I have no medical training!
6 comments:
wow - i am actually surprised this is the first broken bone given how rough your boys like to play sometimes. poor sweet Eli. I bet he'll like wearing a cast though. :)
poor Eli! i dread the day when one of my kids breaks there first bone.
It was bound to happen.
We hope he is feeling better. Love you Eli!
Ethan broke his wrist in the same place this spring. I actually left the urgent care center, thinking the same thing as you.
Just be warned: broken bones tend to happen in groups. Tell your other boys to be careful!
Hoping everything heals well! We skimped by with 6 kids and only one broken bone.
Surgeries and hospital stays are a totally different story however!
i actually broke my arm at the exact same spot when i was ten!
I am hoping the broken bones will stay away from us for a while, bit with boys... you know. ;-)
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