I don't really know how this is going to play out. Either Noah is milking something or he is truly injured and I am an unfeeling git (can you tell I read Harry Potter today?) Here's the story:
Today when I dropped the boys off at the babysitter around 3:00 I headed into the house with Aaron and all of a sudden Noah starts crying and screaming. Well, he can have his moments of drama so I didn't make a lot of it. He said he slammed his arm in the van door. I looked at it and it wasn't discolored or swollen so I kissed it and went on my way. Fast forward to 5:30. I am at the Music store teaching when I get a call from my husband. "Noah is still complaining that his arm hurts and he had Traci (the babysitter) call Steve to pick him up early because it hurt. Steve(my husband) says that it is not swollen or discolored still so I still don't know what to do. So I rescheduled my last two lessons to come home and check it out for myself. Noah has an EXTREME intolerance to Red Dye 40 so I told Steve to give him infant Tylenol until I got home. I think even that has some dye in it so I'll have to check that. I got home and Noah was nursing his arm A LITTLE but it is still not discolored or swollen. So I decided that I am going to wait and see how it is in the morning.
I am stressing a little over this approach. If I were to take him in tonight for an x-ray and it's fine then I will have wasted our money and his precious sleep over nothing. But I will have been able to take him in without Aaron tagging along. If I wait until the morning and it is swollen then I have to trek Noah and his brother into the med center. I don't know if it hurts less right now because of the tylenol and ice all night or if it's because there really is nothing wrong. I wish I would have seen it happen so I would know just how hard the door slammed.
This whole post is probably about nothing but we as parents are always the ones to worry the most. I guess I will continue this saga tomorrow morning when we see how he is.