

Adam's arm is broken. Or, more precisely, his left radius bone has a fracture up near the elbow. Yesterday he was playing tag after school. He somehow tripped as he was running and fell with most of his weight on his left forearm. I was skeptical that he was seriously hurt, but another parent who saw it happen said she thought it was broken and proceeded to regale me with her own experiences of broken bones. Not having ever broken anything myself, I guess I wasn't a very good judge. There were no visible marks on his arm- no bruising or swelling.
I wrapped his sweatshirt around his neck to make a sling so he could ride his bike home one-handed. He complained the rest of the evening that it hurt and couldn't straighten out his arm. It was still the same in the morning, so off to the doctor we went. Three x-rays later they confirmed the fracture. In less than three hours, we saw the pediatrician, walked up to the hospital for x-rays, came back to the pediatrician's office to await results, walked next door to the orthopedist and left with a cast. Very efficient. We were home in time for lunch.
Good thing we didn't plan a swimming party for Adam's birthday party this Saturday. The cast should be off in four weeks.