The first of many I'm afraid...

On Friday I was sitting on my bed, feeding James. Kyson was up on the bed with me holding our automatic blood pressure cuff. Clark had just gotten home from class. Kyson stepped over my legs, tripped and fell off our bed. His left arm was holding the blood pressure machine. Clark helped him up and he cried for a minute, but then stopped and seemed fine. But when Clark pulled up his sleeve to look at his arm...we looked at each other...and quickly started getting ready to go to the hospital. His arm looked so deformed and bent. We gave him a little ibuprofen, his binkie and blanket and headed out the door.

In the ER they took X-rays, and we found out that his left radius was fractured, and his left ulna was bowed with no visible fracture. We had to wait a couple hours until the orthopedic surgeon was done with surgery and could come look at him. When he came he said it was a weird fracture, and that he might have to break the ulna to get it back where it needed to be, so he wanted to take him to the operating room for surgery.

They started an IV on him...and he didn't even flinch. It's amazing what the binkie and Thomas the Train can do for a kid! They also gave him a little toy motorcycle, and let him decorate his gas mask with stickers. Then they wheeled him away from us...he was all smiles and was waving "bye mommy, bye daddy..."

He was done in about 45 minutes and back to us. I was so glad Clark was there with me because I had to feed James and Kyson wanted to sit on someones lap. So we stayed for about another hour to make sure he could eat and drink okay. 

The only time he cried at the hospital is when we told him he had to take off the clown hospital pants that they had him wearing so we could go home. 

Clark bought him the Lorax movie and we got him a little seat set up in the front room. He was on pain medication for a couple days, but is off of it now, and it doesn't seem to bother him too much now. Every now and then he'll ask me to take his splint off, and I have to tell him that his arm is broken and he has to leave it on for a LONG time. 

We got back on Monday to get his splint taken off and a hard cast put on.

See previous post about us wearing gloves around the house...when the nurse put on his gloves to start his IV, Kyson insisted that he have gloves on too!

Motorcycle...they couldn't have picked a better toy to give him. In fact, he's napping right now...and he still has that little motorcycle in one of his hands.

yeah...that bend...it's not his elbow, that his forearm...

All done...bring on the apple juice and grahams!

Happy about life because we let him have his binkie out of his bed for about two days straight.

He was a trooper, Clark and both give him a 10/10 for hospital behavior. 

In fact, I'm pretty sure I would have cried more than he did!