Friday, March 16, 2007
The Tale of a Broken Arm. . .
Once upon a time, there was a little boy who lived with his father, his mother, his older brother, and a pet fish.
One day, that family moved far, far away to a land called "South Carolina."
While living in that far, far away land, the little boy, his mommy, and his older brother went to a playground located at a school called "Hidden Treasures." They were having a nice time until. . .

the little boy fell from a slide and landed in mulch.

The poor mommy was so sad, for she had witnessed the little boy's fall. She quickly ran to his side and with tears in her eyes, begged him to please get up and come to her. She thought her heart would break as the little boy struggled to obey. He was very hurt and was unable to move for a few moments.

When the little boy finally crawled into his mommy's lap, she noticed his right arm was hanging limply at his side. The mommy motioned to a friend who worked in the medical field. After a quick examination, he let her know that the shoulder was still in place, and there was no bad break of the arm.

The mommy was quite relieved but was concerned that the boy was still whimpering and moaning thirty minutes after the fall. This was unusual, for he was a strong little boy. The mommy made a phone call to the little boy's daddy, and they decided she should take the little boy to the hospital.

She made a swift trip back home to drop off the little boy's older brother and pack a survival bag. The little boy and his mommy then headed for an unknown ER in that far, far away land.

And crowded it was!
This is not a picture of the one they visited, for due to circumstances that will remain undisclosed, the mommy thought it was best to not take a picture of that room. It was one of the yuckiest they had ever visited! It was tiny, crowded, dirt and food were on the floor, some child around the corner was vomiting, and one little girl possibly had the measles. The mommy was so glad she had lots of baby wipes and hand sanitizer, and she kept asking God to please not let them "take something home."
After hours of sitting there, the mommy was so glad when it was time to. . .
get the x-rays! The little boy and his mommy were finally able to breathe some fresh air.
The x-ray technician was nice and helpful. She thought it was funny when the mommy asked to take pictures. She said no other mommy had ever taken pictures of x-ray time. (What she did not know was that the little boy's mommy would almost leave her license at home before she would leave the camera!)
After the x-rays, the little family was once again subjected to the ER waiting room until they were taken to a private room.
The doctor talked to the mommy and let her know that the little boy was diagnosed as having a buckle fracture near his right wrist. After being equipped with a soft cast and a sling, he was able to go home where the little boy's mommy immediately cleaned both of them to be rid of all the yucky germs!
In that far, far away land, the little boy has many people who love him and were sorry to learn of his injury.
His daddy brought him a Frosty.

His older brother wrote a letter to him.
His neighbors, the Russos, brought him a magnetic set to occupy his time. Another neighbor boy gave him a toy motorcycle.
The little boy had friends from his church, Josh and Christy Graham , who prepared a bag of goodies for him. He was very excited! As the mommy was trying to take a picture, the little boy tried to smile and blow up a balloon from them at the same time.

The little boy's mommy also knew that an aunt in the far, far away land of Ohio would send him a gift certificate because he had been in the hospital.

Time went on, and after four days, the little boy, his mommy, and his older brother found themselves. . .

waiting to see another doctor.

They spent hours entertaining themselves by doing school work, reading books, talking, looking at pictures. . . The mommy even carried the little boy around the room. On her walk, she noticed that all but one person with a broken arm had broken the right one. She began to think that in that far, far away land of South Carolina, it was a fad to only break a right arm.

The little boy became quite fidgety! He started pledging allegiance to the flag and talking to anyone that looked his way.

One of the men who chatted with him had also broken his right arm, but he did not fall from a slide. He told the little family that he had fallen from a bar stool. The mommy was hoping he would not give other details!

After hours of waiting, the little boy was fitted with a hard cast that he will wear for two weeks.

Throughout the whole time, the mommy had been thanking God that the little boy only suffered a small break. She had watched him fall to the ground and had seen how easily the little boy could have landed on his head or neck. The tale would have taken a different twist had that happened! And the little boy had no more broken bones, and the family lived happily ever after. (So hopes the mommy!)

  posted at 12:14 PM  

At 7:34 PM, Blogger Angie Davis said...

Eek! Someday this will be us. I had to laugh about the guy who fell off his bar stool! Maybe they should x-ray his head...

At 5:30 PM, Blogger Carrie said...

Whew! You had me holding my breath! I'm glad the story has ended with a "Happily Ever After!!"

At 5:18 PM, Anonymous Anonymous 2 said...

drama queen of the castle

At 11:35 PM, Blogger Vicki said...

Thanks for filling us in on his arm :) I'm glad it's not worse. Chad broke his arm above the elbow when he was 5. He was in surgery for 3 hours trying to get it back together and to get the artery running blood to the rest of his arm. Thanks to God and the surgeon he has full movement of his arm with just some ugly scars to show for it.

At 10:25 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would like to know who Anonymous 2 is. Your eldest brother promised me it is not him. If this individual wants to post obnoxious comments, maybe he/she should stop reading the blog. I, however, found this post to be cute and well written.

At 12:39 PM, Blogger Martha C said...

Ouch, Vicki, that sounds very painful!!!! As a mother, that would be hard to sit and wonder through a three hour surgery!

At 12:49 PM, Blogger Nancy said...

You THINK "he had no more broken bones". Just wait....he's not grown up yet! LOL!

At 12:54 PM, Blogger Martha C said...

Thank you for the KIND comment, Anonymous. Another Anon person should be man/woman enough to email me and tell who they are. I have a feeling I know. . .

At 10:02 AM, Blogger Janette said...

Glad it wasn't any worse. Hope it heals quickly!

At 5:46 PM, Blogger Sherry L said...

I LOVE hearing from "drama queen of the Castle"! I am so happy that Troy has such a talented and creative wife. I love you, Martha. Since I have been in the ER three times since August 2006, I happen to KNOW you are not exagerating-if anything, you are sanitizing it. (A bit of a pun there.)
Sherry/Bud Dickinson

At 6:08 PM, Blogger Sherry L said...

When you get in the shape I am-you leave both the camera and the driver's license at home and sometimes even wonder where you are headed.
Sherry/Bud Dickinson


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