I'm so far behind in updating the blog. Boo! I'm going to try to start going back and catching up, but for now I wanted to get these pictures and story uploaded before I forget it :)
Earlier this summer, we had the opportunity to join a nearby neighborhood pool for the summer. C, G, and I were SOOO excited to have access to swimming so close to home! So, for the last 4 weeks or so (minus one week off for a bad ear infection), we've enjoyed LOTS of swimming, jumping off of diving boards, and pool games.
One major goal for C, was to learn to do a front flip off of the diving board (like some of the bigger kids he's seen). To be perfectly honest, I wasn't too bothered by this because his attempts at flips turn out more like various versions of belly flops. He wasn't in any danger of hitting his head on the diving board or anything like that. What I DIDN'T count on was him trying to perfect his front flip at home...off of our guest bed. Well...he did...and he landed on his right hand.
J and I took a look and based on his ability to move his hand and wrist around and his reasonably decent disposition (after his initial crying, he settled down, and even started laughing about the whole thing) we determined that he probably just had a bad sprain. I gave him some ibuprofen and an ice pack and he was good to go...or so I thought.
The next day, though, during his swim lessons, it became apparent that something wasn't right. He was not using his right arm normally. His swim instructor, a mother of 4, told me she'd seen that same behavior before...when her son had broken his arm. So, we made an appointment. His pediatrician ordered and x-ray at the hospital, and about 5:00 that day (yesterday) we got word that he indeed had a fracture. We were sent to the orthopedic urgent care, where we spent right at 2 hours waiting. The doctor confirmed that he had fractured/broken both bones in his lower arm (near his wrist). Shortly after that, he got a cast and we were headed home.
That was a hard day. It was loooooong...we spent much of our time waiting for doctors and x-rays. He was in pain. And at the end he was told that he wouldn't be allowed to swim (something that he REALLY loves) for 3-4 weeks. His response: "That's ok...that still leaves 2 weeks before I go back to school!"
Once we got home, I told him how proud I was of him and that I was sorry that we didn't get it taken care of the night before. His response: "That's ok, Mommy. You didn't know."
These pictures were taken in the waiting time at the urgent care...
Here's one with his newest accessory...
I'm so thankful for his sweet, joyful spirit!
Romans 12:12 Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.
1 Thessalonians 5:16 Be joyful always.