What a way to start a blog post, but I'm serious. The other day Cash and I took his first trip to the doctor's for a broken bone. Yes, he fell and ended up in the doctor's office.
Let me tell you that Cash is a daredevil. He will do anything and everything just to be able to climb, jump, run, twist, turn, etc... He loves adventure! Well, he decided that it was a good idea to put his shirt over his legs and rock really hard in my black rocking chair. Well, that resulted in him falling straight onto his shoulder. I didn't see it happen, but I heard it. It was a loud, "Crunch!"
I had been cleaning up Colt from breakfast when Cash came into the kitchen screaming. At first I though the just bonked his head because he ALWAYS bonks his head, but he just kept crying. He had this huge lump on his head behind his left ear so I made him show me what happened. He kept pointing at the chair, so I was like, "hmmm". I went and put Colt down for his nap and came back and started to rock Cash and he kept going "owie owie owie" on his shoulder. I then put him in the chair and started to inspect him. I got looking and could tell that one of his collarbones looked different then the other. I then called his pediatrician and they told me to bring him in and they would squeeze him in. After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, Dr. Erickson finally came in and said I was right to bring him in and we needed x-rays. He told me to call my insurance and see where I needed to go. After being on the phone for 10+ minutes I was told I couldn't go to the hospital 100 feet away and had to drive across town. Cash was so tired by this point, but at least we didn't have to go back to his doctor's office.
After getting checked in, we went and got his x-ray's done and then went home, sling and all. Cash was so tired he passed out about 20 minutes after we got home. He was such a trooper through all of this and I couldn't believe how much of a little boy he was. He was patient and didn't cry much. The only time he really cried was during the second picture of the x-ray. He finally realized something was going on and needed me (made me feel good).
We now have to keep his arm swaddled against his body for the next 3-6 weeks as it heals. We go back in two weeks for a checkup and then we will know more by then. Cash is doing extremely well for the circumstances and I'm shocked that he is taking it in strides. He has a little trouble sleeping, but other than that - what a trooper!
I know this probably won't be our last trip for x-ray's, but at least I know he can handle it.
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