it's good to be in Madison county. The wait is short, the doctor's are great and you don't have to actually sit in a waiting room. How do I know all this? We got to visit the ER tonight.
Our fearless, I might say reckless, 3rd son convinced his Dad to let him ride the 4-wheeler by himself. I wasn't there so I'm not sure how the accident happened. I just know they came home a week and a half ago, laughing about Ronan's trip off the road. He complained about his arm hurting but there was no swelling or bruising appearant so we didn't take him in to have it checked out.
Tonight he decided to take a swing at his younger sister. I grabbed his arm and he went down on the floor. I thought he was going to pass out from the pain! I thought it was kind of weird for it to hurt like that 10 days later so I dragged him (unwillingly on his part) up to the ER. Sure enough, the ulna is broken clean in two. Poor kid. Fortunately the other bone is intact. The dr. put a splint on it instead of a full cast.
Ahhhhh. . .. the guilt. I noticed he was favoring it when I watched him *in gymnastics*!!!!! But it had only been 5 days at that point so I thought it was just bruised still. Ugh. I should learn. I was equally unsympathetic when he broke his leg 3.5 years ago. Maybe if they didn't cry wolf so often. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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