WARNING: Disturbing Images

Friday and Saturday, I spent a delightful time at Time Out for Women.  I came home feeling physically, spiritually, and emotionally uplifted.  I was ready to be a "Holy Woman."  As a "holy woman" I decided I needed to spend more time interacting with my children, because quite frankly they are growing up way too fast!  Saturday night, rather than gathering around the TV to watch a movie we decided to have a tickle war.

Super Sarah!!!



The squeals of laughter rang through the house - "my turn, my turn...tickle me, tickle me..."   Our game of tickling turned into a game of wrestling, which turned into a game of Superman (or Super Sam/Sarah/Austin/Tommy).  

Unexpectedly our fun night of wrestling ended with one crack - one tumble, one awkward landing, one scream of pain, one look of terror, one trip to the emergency room.

Surprisingly, Sammy only cried for a few seconds then I think he went into shock.  We got a bag of ice and Jim rushed him to the emergency room.

As you can see from the x-rays, the radius and the ulna snapped right above the wrist.

Sammy was a trooper.  They hooked up an IV so they could give him pain medication before popping it back into place.  They gave him some pretty heavy duty drugs, which is why he is hooked up to all the monitors.  After they were all done Sammy in his heavily-sedated state looked at Jim and said, "Daddy, you're weird.  You have four eyes." 

Sammy and Jim finally made it back home around 11:30pm.  Sammy loves the blanket and pillow they gave him (seriously I cry every time I think of the kind people who took time to make blankets for kids in the hospital).  He also came home with some pretty spiffy hospital socks.  Sammy is definitely a sock boy.  He loves all different kinds of socks.  And of course his temporary cast is quite a fashion statement. 

I think Jim and I both deserve a Parent of the Year Award for this one!