uh, oh. Spiderman is at it again!

Last Monday started out just like any other Monday, Ty was outside playing spiderman on the rope. He LOOOOVES spiderman.

Anyway, Ty was outside playing and I was in the house vacuuming when he came in screaming that he broke his arm. I, of course, said to myself, "Ya, right." I picked him up and carried him to his bed (when he gets hurt or gets in trouble he wants to go to bed) and got him his bear blanky and his sippy cup with milk (his comforts). The only problem was that he wouldn't move his left arm at all. If I bumped it he screamed. If I tried to move it he screamed. I knew something was probably wrong when I pulled his blankets up and laid them on his arm and the pressure of the blankets hurt. So I called Nate's mom (nurse Donene) and asked if there was any way to tell if his arm was broken without going in, she said no, that I had to go in and get x-rays. So we headed to Logan. We got there and got some x-rays but the doc couldn't see any fractures on them so we headed for home with the promise that he would call us later that afternoon after the radiologist had looked at them.

Poor Ty the guy.

When I got home I got a call from Nate (he had been hunting) and he asked if I specifically asked the doctor to check if it was dislocated. I had completely forgotten about that. Donene had mentioned this too and I was going to ask him about it, but just forgot. So I called him back and actually got to talk to the doctor (that never happens) and he said that he was so sorry, that he didn't check it, and that it was a real possibility. He said to bring him back in. So back to Logan we went.
Thinking about this part makes me want to cry. It was awful. We went into the exam room and he grabbed Ty's elbow with one hand and started twisting, pulling and pushing his arm trying to get it to pop. He tried it THREE TIMES. Ty was SCREAMING. It never popped. He then called the radiologist and came back in and said, "I'm so sorry. There was a fracture." He then wrapped it and gave us a sling and told us to put this on when he will let us bend his arm (after a few days) and then to wear it for 2 weeks. No need to make an appointment. I thought this was a little bit odd.

When we got home that night Kace was the only one that could get him to smile. He is such a great big brother. He was doing crazy tricks and trying to get Ty to laugh. It worked, thank goodness.

I had Kace swing on the rope to mimic what Ty was doing. They stand up by the tree and then swing down the hill. It was when he was swinging back up that he fell.

The next day his arm still really hurt and he didn't really want to do anything. I had talked to a couple of friends and Nate's mom and they all said it was really weird that he would do this and not cast it or anything. So I called Dr. Hicken, he got us in in 30 minutes, spotted the fracture right away and got a cast on (he picked black.........I was really worried he would pick pink, but black it is). And away we went.

As a side note. Ty told me that if he would have been wearing his spiderman costume then he would NOT have fallen off the rope (since he was swinging through the air like spiderman). We had to have the talk (again) that SPIDERMAN IS NOT REAL!

He is much happier now and his arm doesn't hurt. He hasn't complained at all about the cast like I thought he would. We have survived the first broken bone at our house. On the way home from the doctor Ty said that he would not drink so much juice and drink more milk so his bones wouldn't break :) I thought Grandpa would like that!

Our friend Krissy came over to see Ty after YW a couple of days after it happened. As you can see Ty loves Krissy!