Well, I have officially turned the broken bone page of being a mom. Yep....the first one of my kids to break a bone is.......JONAH!!!
Yesterday whilst( yes I really did say whilst) I was making dinner, Dylan and Jonah were wrestling in the family room. Then Jonah starts crying. Ron says to me, "That is not Jonah's normal cry, something must be wrong." Then comes Jonah running holding his left arm. I was afraid to look thinking his arm would be bent out of shape or something. Needless to say Jonah and I were off to the ER leaving a very devastated Dylan. He was so upset and felt like it was his fault...poor kid.
Anyway, the waiting room of the ER wasn't very full so I thought we would be in and out of there.....not the case. We left for the ER at 5:45pm and didn't get home unitl 2 am!
After some xrays they told us that Jonah fractured his arm just below his wrist in two places...including the growth plate.
Now he has a black cast that looks a little scrappy. After they cast him, they sawed open the sides to allow room for swelling and then used surgical tape to hold it all together. I asked if the tape was supposed to hold and he said probably not and then walked out of the room. Nice...they couldn't even give me some free tape.
Jonah is in pretty good spirits. Every now and then he gets mad and cries because he wants the cast off.
It is going to be a long 4 weeks.