Ulna and Radius

No smiles for the camera.

Tuesday afternoon.

Left arm.

Two bones.

Fractured.

In Kacin's words,

"I stuck my head down the ladder on Kyler's bunk bed then I bammed down and twisted my arm."

At the time, we also had three neighbor kids over.

They were playing house.

Kacin was the baby.

The baby who climbs on the top bunk and hangs over the edge until he falls.

I think I frightened the poor children to death after I heard Kacin's scream and saw his arm looking like silly putty bent in an unnatural position and commanded them all to get their shoes on and go home.

There is a reason I am not a nurse, a Dr., a firefighter or anyone else who needs to stay calm in unexpected situations.

It was a horrible thing.

It was even more horrible
 when the first clinic I carried the screaming child into

didn't take his insurance.

It became even more horrible 30 min. later 

when we got him into a different hospital

and they didn't get the IV in the right place the first time.

And even more horrible when they tell me he will be "sleeping"

as they set his arm,

though he might moan and groan a little, they say.

But he doesn't.

He screams and cries and flails and yells for me, his mama, A LOT.

It was heart breaking.

After seeing my little boy hurting so much and feeling so helpless,

yet knowing it had to be done, for his good,

I will never be the same girl.

I don't think I realized before just how deeply I love that boy.

I am so happy and grateful to be his mother,

and it hurt so much to see him hurting.

Kacin's not sleeping well and doesn't have much of an appetite,

except for jelly beans,

but he's hanging in there and doing pretty well.

He is such a tough kid.

We go to see the Dr. tomorrow.

They told us they might have to set his arm again (we're praying not!),

but he should just be getting his cast on.

Kacin was so worried that breaking his arm meant
he couldn't play the Wii anymore.

But worry no more,
he has figured it out.