Monday, September 20, 2010

The Broken Arm

Julius loves to stand on the kitchen chairs and play in the water from the kitchen sink. I let him do it when I can watch him. One night he pulled the chair to the sink and I told him no, it was bedtime. This made him mad of course. He starts throwing a huge fit while standing on the chair. I let him scream for a minute then took him off the chair...which enraged him. How dare I take him off the chair? Right? So he's just screaming and yelling on the floor. Then I turn around and see he has climbed back up on the chair and before I could reach him he stepped right off of it. It actually didn't look like that bad of a fall...he's definitely had way worse tumbles. Of course he was already upset and now even more upset...so I didn't notice at first that anything was wrong. He finally agreed to come sit by me on the sofa and calm down. About a half an hour later I noticed he wasn't using his right arm very much.

{Next time I notice he's not using a limb I would take him to get an x-ray right away...but never having broken anything in all my 31 years...I wasn't really sure if something was wrong and it was way way past his bedtime. And Ken being the positive, laid back, don't over react kind of guy he is, thought it was probably fine.}

So we put him to bed. He slept fine. But in the morning he still didn't want to use it...so off to the InstaCare we went since it was the weekend. Sure enough, he cracked the bone right above his right elbow. So they put it in a splint and sent us home for the weekend. They said to have his doctor look at it Monday and re-x-ray it to decide if the splint was good enough or if he needed a cast. When we did that the good doctor said a cast would definitely be more comfortable for him. And it was...as soon as it was on he was fine. Running, jumping and climbing things as usual. He got it off about 4 weeks later, at the end of the month. I can't believe he's only 2 and already broke a bone.



If you ask him about his arm he'll tell the whole story. In between lots of jibberish and pointing at the chair and the kitchen sink you can make out "arm" and "owie". He definitely remembers what happened.




This probably won't be the only broken bone for this kid!



1 comments:

Amanda said...

oh my goodness - it's even more sad when you see a picture of his tiny cast. glad it didn't slow him down at all though.