Charlie Bear

We we had a very interesting start to the week.  Poor little Charlie Bear ended up with a broken arm. When I picked him up from daycare he came running up to me waving his arm around and told me that his arm was broken.  One of the carers told me that he had a little fall and he had not cried.  He just seemed his normal happy self to me.  We got home, I gave the boys dinner and then Charlie and Will were playing rough and tumble with each other.  Will rolled on Charlie's arm and Charlie did not seem too pleased!!  So he then told me that he needed a bottle and bed.  Getting him ready for bed was when I realised that his arm was actually sore.  So I decided to take him down to the hospital. We were very lucky that the Emergency was not busy at all, so we were in and out in under 3 hours.

 I just love x-rays.  You can just see a little bump on the bone on the left.  This is the lovely little greenstick facture.  It is so weird he really does not seem all that bothered by it at all. I think it is just amazing to see how little all the bones are and how much more growing his bones have to do.

So the doctor put a backslab on the top of his arm and wraped it in a bandage.  This is only temporary until we go to see the Orthopaedic surgeon to get a proper cast on.  We have to wait a week before we can get a proper cast.  It is going to be pretty hard to make sure that he does not hurt it more!!

The best part about a broken arm is all the extra cuddles that I get!!  Charlie came to work with me today and it was so nice to have lots of cuddles and kisses all day.  He was one tired little man at the end of the day!

Thanks for stopping by...

Tracey
xoxo