Labor Day Family Gathering...It is less than an hour in and we are heading to the ER. Zachary fell off the monkey bars and whatever was hidden under the skin of that arm, all of us who were present knew that he was hurt. It hurt BAD. Off we went to get it checked out.
|A LONG wait! (Ice wrapped|
in Auntie Retty's dishtowel
was a blessing)
ERs on holidays are a nightmare. Last time we were there, it was Zach and it was New Year's Day. The place was full of people. People who I sometimes wanted to check their charts to see if they were for sure needing to be in an EMERGENCY room. Not many of them looked like they were suffering all that much.
We waited on Labor Day for two hours before there was a room available for a doctor to check it. Even the triage nurse thought it looked rough. We could tell there was something not right. I always hesitate a little when I think of taking kids in to the ER because "it is probably nothing" is what my mind says. The longer we waited, the more I felt in my gut that there was something to check out this time.
|Our ER doctor ROCKED!|
|Finally an x-ray...by a great|
patient x-ray tech!
Once in the room, Zach was much more comfortable. I settled him in on the bed and propped a pillow up under his elbow and he started breathing a lot easier. Poor guy, he has a lot of patience, I do have to say. That, and he is tough. After waiting for the x-ray lady and then waiting for the results, another hour and a half went by and the doctor came in with a surprised look on his face and announced that Zachary was one tough kid because it was indeed broken and we had an appointment to see the orthopedic doctor first thing in the morning. Oh yeah, and there could be surgery involved in the recovery.
Wow, when Zach does something, he does it with gusto, I can say that much about him! And, thankfully, but God's grace, he was tough! We left the hospital with strict instructions not to eat after midnight just in case there would have to be surgery.
The Next Morning...
|Holding the set while the|
|Holding the angle while|
the fiberglass dries
|Itchy Itchy Itchy!|
We are now getting used to the cast and all of the ways life will have to be different for the next few weeks. Zach broke his left arm and he is left handed. He told me "I will just learn how to write with my right hand better"! He makes me smile. He has found out this week how happy he is that his mom knits. Those knitting needles work great to get in under that cast and scratch! Twelve years of parenting and just now we have our first major broken bone. That is pretty miraculous for any of you who know my children!