While I know that with three boys you have to 'expect the unexpected', one never plans to spend the evening at the ER :) About 10 minutes into my sons football game, he made a tackle and two guys fell on his outstretched hand. When he got up slowly, I knew he was crying and I noticed the way he was having to hold his arm to support it. (With the intention of taking a great 'action' shot, I photographed the injury occurring - kinda sad to see it on film.) I knew in my mommy heart something wasn't right, but I decided I wasn't going to be melodramatic and run down there. We have an awesome team doc who assisted Logan right away. I patiently sat in my seat, and after a few minutes I noticed the doc searching the stands and I knew he was looking for me = sinking heart. He told me he suspected Logan's wrist was fractured.
I went down to the field to my sweet boy and while he wasn't crying, he was occasionally moaning :( The medics later made a splint/sling for him which really helped to support his arm.
At the ER on a busy Saturday night, triage examined Logan, gave him pain meds and sent him for x-rays right away. Every single person we saw there was awesome, they were so helpful and kind.
When the doc called us back to review x-rays I knew there was a break (I peeked at the x-ray on the computer screen), but I wasn't expecting to hear that there were TWO breaks. My sweet boy has had a rough couple of weeks. He sprained his ankle a few weeks ago and had to miss a game (he was so upset), and on Tuesday he had 'hardware' placed in his mouth (the path to braces), resulting in him basically being on a liquid diet all week, and now this?? But, he's not complaining, so I won't either. Proud of my little trooper.
To be honest with you, I'm really surprised we've gone this long without broken bones for one of our 3 boys. Especially our accident prone Logan. He's had stitches, x-rays, has been in the hospital several times, has gotten road rash from jumping out of full speed golf carts, has pancaked against our wood fence while trying to jump into the neighbors yard (splinters in nose, forehead, chin, chest, legs, etc), has had a concussion, and has had giant goose eggs popping out of his head at various stages of life.
Had this happened last year, I would have freaked. I thought broken bones were terrible. This year, totally different story. I have told the boys on numerous occasions that it's not a big deal if they break a bone. It will heal :) And, it's not a big deal :) And it will heal :) No surgery is needed and it's not his writing hand! He will see an orthopedic specialist in a week and have it re-casted. My hubby, who coaches Logan's team is really sad, because while he enjoys coaching all the boys, "it's just not as fun when your own son is not out there with you." :) We were definitely blessed by all of the wonderful people who helped our sweetie yesterday.
I went down to the field to my sweet boy and while he wasn't crying, he was occasionally moaning :( The medics later made a splint/sling for him which really helped to support his arm.
At the ER on a busy Saturday night, triage examined Logan, gave him pain meds and sent him for x-rays right away. Every single person we saw there was awesome, they were so helpful and kind.
When the doc called us back to review x-rays I knew there was a break (I peeked at the x-ray on the computer screen), but I wasn't expecting to hear that there were TWO breaks. My sweet boy has had a rough couple of weeks. He sprained his ankle a few weeks ago and had to miss a game (he was so upset), and on Tuesday he had 'hardware' placed in his mouth (the path to braces), resulting in him basically being on a liquid diet all week, and now this?? But, he's not complaining, so I won't either. Proud of my little trooper.
To be honest with you, I'm really surprised we've gone this long without broken bones for one of our 3 boys. Especially our accident prone Logan. He's had stitches, x-rays, has been in the hospital several times, has gotten road rash from jumping out of full speed golf carts, has pancaked against our wood fence while trying to jump into the neighbors yard (splinters in nose, forehead, chin, chest, legs, etc), has had a concussion, and has had giant goose eggs popping out of his head at various stages of life.
Had this happened last year, I would have freaked. I thought broken bones were terrible. This year, totally different story. I have told the boys on numerous occasions that it's not a big deal if they break a bone. It will heal :) And, it's not a big deal :) And it will heal :) No surgery is needed and it's not his writing hand! He will see an orthopedic specialist in a week and have it re-casted. My hubby, who coaches Logan's team is really sad, because while he enjoys coaching all the boys, "it's just not as fun when your own son is not out there with you." :) We were definitely blessed by all of the wonderful people who helped our sweetie yesterday.
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