He was at the park with his sister and jumped out for the monkey bars, something he has done 100+ times, and his hands slipped and he fell. On his wrist. It hurt. He threw up. (That’s just how he tells it.)
I wasn’t there and I was/am so very grateful. I was at the eye doctor with Little and our Marlice had the kids at the park. I would like for everyone local to believe Marlice did a crummy job handling the situation (that way they would QUIT CALLING HER TO BABYSIT), but she was JUST the person one would want in this situation. She called me to let me know, calmly, that Bubba had fallen and she thought he needed to see a doctor. I was already on my way home so I just proceeded, honestly thinking that it probably wasn’t really a big deal.
It really wasn’t quite that immediate. I took a look at the bottom side of his arm, almost puked, and called our friend, Dr. Billy, to see if he should take a look at it. Turns out Dr. Billy would look at it but would just send us to the emergency room, so we decided to bypass Dr. Billy. Honey came home and took Bubs to our nearby hospital. Marlice asked if she could do my grocery shopping to keep her mind busy (who says no to that?) and I “hunkered down” to wait for news from Honey.
Turns out Bubba broke two bones just above his wrist – both the radius and ulna. He was a trooper at the hospital and came home in a splint. Three days later he got a cast and will return next week to get a smaller and waterproof cast. It will be six to eight weeks before he gets it off; six weeks being August 11 and just four days before school starts. THAT is what we are praying toward. School starts August 15 and Bubs is VERY concerned that he be able to write his name with his “strong arm”. Would you pray this with us?
Have YOU ever broken a bone? Tell us about it in the comments!