Friday, March 9, 2012

My baby broke his arm!

Its been a while since I posted on the blog, with Christmas and moving and setting up house the months have just flown past.  I figured this was a pretty good reason to get back into it - my baby broke his arm!

John made it 6 1/2 years without a broken bone.  He made it almost 6 years before he ever needed an urgent care visit and how he's had TWO in 6 months (the first one was on Labor Day when he fell in the garage and gashed his ankle and needed stitches - it was the night before the first day of Kindergarten!).

This is how it all happened:  My friend Laurie and I have been trying to find a time to get the kids (and us) together for a while and so yesterday they came over after school to play and have dinner together - John and Luke were very excited for them to come and check out their new room and play.  My two boys and her two boys are the same ages and great friends.  We played inside, out in the yard, and then at the playground.  We were just getting ready to leave (a two minute warning was given) and John went down the slide one last time.  He ran and jumped to slide down and he twisted partway down and kind of tumbled at the end and landed in a pile.  It wasn't a big fall, but it was enough.  It was apparent right away that he was hurt pretty bad, but I didn't know if it was broken.  We went home and set him up with ice and some ibuprofen while we made supper.  He continued to complain about the pain and whimper (which isn't like him) so we decided to bring him in.  Laurie and her boys stayed at my house with Luke so I could go to the ER solo with John (yeah - thanks for awesome friends!).


He was in a lot of pain when we got there.  He only felt okay when he was holding his hurt arm, and it really hurt whenever it was moved.  He didn't have any swelling or bruising, but it was pretty tender to the touch.

After an x-ray (photo posted below - viewer discretion advised if you are sensitive to that sort of thing) that showed an obvious break, the doctor put his arm in a 'half cast' (like a splint that's wrapped to his arm) and sling.  After the arm was stabilized, he started to feel a little better.  We'll go into an orthopedic doctor on Monday to get his permanent cast.  Two of my nephews got waterproof casts when they broke their arms (about 2 years ago) and they are highly recommended.  One of his nurses said when she broke her wrist, she got a glow-in-the-dark cast (which John thought was way cool).  The cast will be past his elbow to past his wrist (so he can't rotate his forearm).  It is his right arm, and he is right-handed, and he is in Kindergarten - this will be interesting for schoolwork while he has his cast on.

Scroll down if you want to see the picture of the x-ray.

I don't think you have to be a doctor to see where it's broken!

The fractured bone is the radius, in case you were wondering. 





2 comments:

Cindy Nevin said...

Lindsay,
I love the way you posted the story behind the broken arm. Poor John!
Although it does sounds like he's being a sport about it and "gets to" wear a cool cast!
I'll be praying that he heals up well and won't feel left out.
Sounds like you all are adjusting well to life there...so glad to hear that.
Blessings always,
Cindy

renee said...

Poor John!!! Send him our get well soon wishes!