First Broken Bones

This past Thursday, our oldest was running through the house, after being repeatedly told not to, and fell and broke both bones (radius/ulna) in his left forearm. Cue crazy screaming and me coming around the corner expecting see the red stuff. Nope. What I saw was an "s" shaped forearm right in my face.
I scooped him up and sat him on the couch, telling him not to touch or move his arm. FF to the hospital. Poor guy just wouldn't go to sleep with the meds, so they could straighten then bones back out. Took about 30-45 minutes and they finally had to double the dose and add morphine. He was finally sleeping. About 5 minutes later, his arm was all wrapped up in a temporary splint/soft cast. We ended up going home not much later but, not before he got his sucker and practically demanded to see his X-rays ("bone pictures" as he called them).
It was a stressful day but ended well. It could have been worse. He has been doing well so far. He has an appointment with the Bone Doc on Tuesday to get his hard cast. He immediately knew he wanted orange, of course!
Before this happened, I had never had or seen a broken bone before. Definitely an experience!
Here is everyone piled on our bed watching a show on dinosaurs.


~April