The Verdict is in!

Let me continue the saga...

I worried about Noah's arm all night last night. After I got home I couldn't find him anywhere and this is how I found him; wrapped himself up in a blanket in his room, looking at a book.

Just for fun, I thought I'd share what he was looking at. This picture was accompanied by "EEWWWW...YUCKYYYY"

I knew he had gym this morning and was worried about if something was wrong, then something worse could happen if he fell. So, I decided to keep him home this morning. I called my sister in Fruitport (about 40 minutes North of here) to see if maybe she could take Aaron for a few hours. She has an in-home preschool and I hoped she would legally have a space for him. She said that would be fine. So I dropped off Aaron with Shannon and took Noah to an Urgent Care center nearby. When I called the pediatrician, she told me to take him to the ER in case it needed setting but I still didn't really think anything was wrong.
So we got to the Urgent Care center about 9:30 this morning. Noah still had not complained about pain even once. He was still nursing it a little but that's about it. We waited quite a long time (as you always do in medical facilities) so I was glad I brought along several of his chapter books to read to him and some markers, paper, and stickers.
Noah went to open up the markers and he couldn't tense his hand enough to pull the tops off but STILL insisted he was fine.
After four X-Rays the doctor came in and said that he was absolutely surprised but that there WAS a significant break in his ulna. I was expecting a hairline fracture at most. He said since it was Friday he would have to splint it and we could probably find an orthopedist on Monday to cast it. I was a little upset because I didn't want to wait.
Luckily, the woman who worked triage that day used to work with the orthopedist who works at the affiliated hospital. So she put in a call and found out that he happened to be IN THAT OFFICE today only and would be happy to check the films and cast his hand right then. I was so relieved.
Let me just say, Noah has not complained once about his hand hurting. He is such a trooper. I do however want to share his color choice...I think it's particularly funny in light of what he was commenting on in his book the night before.
Up until now, I have never been a fan of automatic doors on mini-vans. Now that we have had a mini-van incident, I will most likely insist on one in our next vehicle.
So we have our first broken bone of the year. Please let it be the last!