"She needed to even things out", my husband told the intake attending ER physician as he brought her into the ER once again.
Our ten year old son is doing better this year than in past years.... A few months ago he broke his leg while jumping off of a moon bounce in a children's museum. The day that he got his cast off, 9 weeks later, he re-injured a number of tendons and ligaments that had grown weak while his leg was in his cast. They finally gave him a "rocker boot" which he wore for 5 weeks until he wore it down to the metal plated soul. A few weeks after that he pitched a hard ball which the batter hit straight into his face breaking his nose......
A couple of years ago he fell off of a zip line in a park, falling hard onto his arm and added something new to our vocabulary; Supracondylar humerus fracture. He stayed overnight at the hospital and walked out the next day after surgery with three pins holding the bones together with a nice hot green cast. (The first of a few.) So yes, thank G-d for normal breaks which don't involve me running to Wikipedia to figure out how to pronounce something.
A couple of weeks ago, around the time our daughter broke her collar bone for the third time, my husband bumped into a friend of ours. During the course of the conversation she brought up how particular she is in ensuring that her children are tucked in. My husband, one who is never left speechless, wasn't quite sure what to say except that he is making sure our kids have a pulse and are breathing.
"What to say?!?!" I said a bit flabbergasted.
"How about that this season we are working on making sure that there are no more broken bones!!! But if you want to make sure our boys are always tucked in, go ahead! Really, I have no problem! But don't get me involved! I am making sure we don't have any more ER visits this season that involve putting humpty dumpty or anybody else back together!"
My husband calmly and a bit comically looked me into the eyes and said, "don't worry, I side with you one hundred percent."
And thus I was reassured that my job suddenly got a little bit easier.
-Matana B.
Photos by Mendel B.
Our ten year old son is doing better this year than in past years.... A few months ago he broke his leg while jumping off of a moon bounce in a children's museum. The day that he got his cast off, 9 weeks later, he re-injured a number of tendons and ligaments that had grown weak while his leg was in his cast. They finally gave him a "rocker boot" which he wore for 5 weeks until he wore it down to the metal plated soul. A few weeks after that he pitched a hard ball which the batter hit straight into his face breaking his nose......
A couple of years ago he fell off of a zip line in a park, falling hard onto his arm and added something new to our vocabulary; Supracondylar humerus fracture. He stayed overnight at the hospital and walked out the next day after surgery with three pins holding the bones together with a nice hot green cast. (The first of a few.) So yes, thank G-d for normal breaks which don't involve me running to Wikipedia to figure out how to pronounce something.
A couple of weeks ago, around the time our daughter broke her collar bone for the third time, my husband bumped into a friend of ours. During the course of the conversation she brought up how particular she is in ensuring that her children are tucked in. My husband, one who is never left speechless, wasn't quite sure what to say except that he is making sure our kids have a pulse and are breathing.
"What to say?!?!" I said a bit flabbergasted.
"How about that this season we are working on making sure that there are no more broken bones!!! But if you want to make sure our boys are always tucked in, go ahead! Really, I have no problem! But don't get me involved! I am making sure we don't have any more ER visits this season that involve putting humpty dumpty or anybody else back together!"
My husband calmly and a bit comically looked me into the eyes and said, "don't worry, I side with you one hundred percent."
And thus I was reassured that my job suddenly got a little bit easier.
-Matana B.
Hilarious!
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