On Sunday Gabe inflated our brand new kickball and took it outside to play a little ball with Sam. Instead of catching the ball when Gabe threw it, however, Sam blocked it with his palm in such a way that it caused his bone to buckle just above his wrist.
What bothers me so much about this, other than Sammy’s arm being broken, is that I called to try to make him a doctor’s appointment Monday morning and only got an answering machine at the Navy clinic here, which is typical. After 3 different appointment lines and no actual person to help me, I called the nurse’s hotline to find out if I should take him to the ER.
The nurse said No. Wait 7 days and if it is still hurting him and it’s still swollen then call the clinic here and make him an appointment.
Good thing that I am a more paranoid mom then that. I took him to the ER that afternoon. Xrays showed a very defined break.
The next day, yesterday, the Navy clinic wanted to see him and take more xrays, which also showed a very defined break, but they had to forward them to a bone specialist or someone because they don’t do casts.
I felt like Sam passed a test or something when orthopedics finally called today to have him come in and get a full cast on. As soon as they saw the xrays they were all like, can you get him here within the hour?
Sam is quite proud of his broken bone and the resulting cast for right now. I’m sure that’ll change before too long though.
We know how to start Spring around here for sure.
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