Our poor little Wendel broke his arm on Friday. Jeremiah and I were downstairs and heared a BANG upstairs. Jeremiah ran up and asked "what was that noise?" Wendel said, "I just jumped off the bed, watch this." He then ran and jumped off the bed, landed on his feet, then they slipped out from underneath him and he put his arms out to catch himself. We were at the doctor 20 minutes later where we were sent to get x-rays. Those x-rays showed a brake on the Supracondyal of the Humerus (right above the elbow). Our doctor wanted an orthopedic surgeon to look at them so we went to another hospital thru the ER. We did more x-rays and the surgeon said he wanted to do surgery. They admitted Wendel to the hospital and did surgery Saturday morning. He did very well considering. He hated the IV most of all,but they got it on the first stick thank goodness. He now has 2 pins in his arm that will stay there for 4 weeks. He has to wear a splint until then. Poor thing has been so brave. After surgery he told the nurse "don't talk to me.....I don't like you." He also kept calling everyone a duffus and kicked me a couple of times. We were just glad he didn't use all the other offensive words in his vocabulary:) We are so glad that he is okay and so grateful to have doctors and medicine to help in times like these. We knew a broken bone was inevitable someday, we just can't believe it happened at 4 years old! I guess he watched too much of the olympics. We were planning on him competing against the Chinese in London (since he will be 8), but now our hopes have been dashed:)
