Nobody knows how to jazz up a Tuesday night quite like Clay, it turns out. As I was in the middle of fixing dinner last night, Clay ran into the house yelling that he broke his wrist. Now, I'll admit, my kids can sometimes have a flair for the dramatic, especially when they are hurt, so I was thinking, okay, maybe it's sprained or something. He pulled up his coat sleeve to show me and YIKES! There was definite bone damage! B popped Ibuprofin in him, while I dashed to gather insurance cards and purse.
We have never actually been to the emergency room before. I had heard stories that we'd have to wait for hours, but man those nurses were on the case right when we walked in the door! Unfortunately, to add insult to injury, they had to cut apart his favorite sweatshirt to be able to stabalize the arm and get IV's and monitors on him. Maybe I can take the logo and sew it onto something else.
Once they had him on morphine, he could calm down a bit and tell everyone what happened. Turns out he was simply running through the yard and slipped on the wet grass. He broke his fall with his hands, which in turn broke his wrist (pretty good, too, we saw the x-rays and they were gnarly!)
The doctors and nurses quickly set him right again. They sedated him, straightened everything back out and put a splint on him. In a week, he'll have to have a cast put on (once the swelling goes down) and he'll get to wear that for about 6 weeks.
He's pretty bummed out right now about all the things he won't be able to do (PE class in co-op, the bounce house at ZB's birthday party, parkour classes, etc). Send him good wishes please!
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