Them's the Breaks
Well, it's official. I took my 11-year old son to the Orthopedic Specialist yesterday to have his arm examined from his injury more than a week ago and he confirmed that my son broke his wrist. He's now sporting a half cast covering most his forearm, wrist, and hand.
When they asked him how he had hurt it I felt the need to interject and said that he had fallen while playing outside with his friends and landed on the sidewalk. This was a true enough version of events. The more complete version of events included him having a dance off competition outside of his buddy's house after school. I'm not sure what maneuver concludes with you breaking your wrist, but truthfully I was never much of a hip hop street dancer. So in my haste to save my son from having to hear, "Oooooh, You got served" I might have answered too quickly. The doctor's assistant kept giving me suspicious looks afterwards. I'll probably get a visit from Child Protective Services some time this week as a result. Why couldn't my son have been playing football like a normal kid?
Note: This is not an actual photo of the event that transpired.
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so how did he enjoy camp with a broken wrist?
He had a blast. He got to do everything except paddle the boats. Unfortunately he didn't keep his splint very dry so the padding stunk and made his arm itch a lot. He already misses camp.
I remember back in the glory days of the Rapscallions I was the one that did all of the hip-hop street dancing and the only move that ever resulted in a broken arm was the "Reverse Trans-Spastic Gyrating Left Arm Upside Down Tornado Octagonocopter". Consequently I also broke my clavicle on that one.
Rake broke her wrist playing in the front yard also. She was hopping over a rabbit fence (the kind that's about 8" high). That kind of buckle fracture is very common - where you put your hand out to break your fall and your wrist buckles - and not likely to result in a visit from CPS. They WILL visit you promptly if your kid has a broken bone from a violent twisting motion (like someone grabbed him). The moral is, solo dancing only, or you will have to explain to the doctor how he broke his bone because his dance partner got ahead of him on the do-si-do.
p.s. we still have the giant ugly blue glove that you put over your arm and then suck the air out so it fits tightly. It's so he can swim (or canoe). Want it?
Plug- You're probably right about the break, but me showing up lit and apparently yelling everything that I said didn't get good reactions either.
No thanks on the glove. He's already back from camp and I don't expect it will still be on when we start going to the pool.
I could have predicted this one mile up the road. Remind me to tell you about my uncomfortable-child-neighborhood-story.
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