It's been a busy old time since Christmas with birthday parties and leaving parties, well one leaving party anyway (honestly, some people are so selfish, swanning off down under to a gorgeous Australian summer and leaving us behind....... ). Still it was a great party and I'm only joking. I'm not good with crocodiles and spiders 🐊🕷️😱
Work has been manic but trying to keep on top of things due to my impending spa break at Papworth Hospital this week 😂 Bag sort of ready for packing, although I've still not found my kindle. The kids had it last....... Hmmmmm🤔
So it was planned to have a relatively relaxing family weekend.
Of course, this is my life, so things can't possibly go that smoothly!
All was going well, even the kids were getting along OK and even asked if they could sleep together and have a dvd seeing as it was a Saturday. After the 10 minutes of messing about, laughing and screaming doing their teeth they finally settled in bed. On checking a while later they were both cuddled up in bed watching a film. They looked quite sweet! Not long after there was crying and footsteps on the stairs. Faye was being very reassuring to Billy but there was a note of panic in her voice that had me off the sofa and out of the door quicker than I thought was humanly possible. Billy had apparently been jumping on the bed and fallen, his arm was bending the wrong way from the middle of his forearm and he was begging us not to take him to the Dr. So the Calpol came out it was off to A&E. Poor Faye was sobbing the whole way, Billy was alternating between crying and almost nodding off.
By the time we got there his arm looked straight again but it was still hurting him. After getting him booked in he sat quietly and we read books. The nurse saw him and checked his arm, he said it hurt when she touched his wrist but nowhere else and, although when she was pressing along his forearm he was fine, I jumped a mile and flinched for him when she got to the part that had been bent! I didn't know a 4 year old could give such a scathing 'what are you doing Mum!' look - I'd assumed that was reserved for teenagers! Although on thinking about it, it could have just been shock at not only having his arm prodded but then, for no apparent reason, being practically launched into the air by his own mum! 😲
Soon after, the Calpol kicked in and he was off. Whizzing around from table to table, colouring, playing with the toys, cooking on the kitchen, chatting away the whole time and amazingly adapted to using one hand for everything brilliantly! He told me his arm felt better so he didn't need to see the Dr now so could we just go home, please? Just then the Dr arrived.
The Dr was really good with him and he again said nothing hurt apart from his wrist. The Dr felt he was OK but sent him for xrays anyway. We had to follow the trail of skeletons hanging from the ceiling around the corridors to X-ray, which he thought was funny. He was fine until we got into the xray room, then got really upset for the first time. He wasn't going to have photos, wouldn't sit on the chair, wouldn't sit on my knee. The poor little thing was terrified and refused to move. We eventually convinced him and when he realised the machine wasn't going to touch his arm he was fine and we were laughing and saying 'cheeeeeese' when it took the xrays.
Walking back he was swinging his arm as we walked and went back to play, although still didn't use it much. He tried a couple of times but stopped because it hurt, but never made a fuss. The Dr came to find us and said he was really shocked because the xrays had come back and showed a fractured ulna. He showed us the images and it looked quite nasty. Billy sat on the bed and had his hands on the bed, the Dr was laughing and shaking his head coz he was leaning on his arm and showed no signs of being bothered! Billy got plastered (I was tempted myself!) and resprayed, then we could finally go home.
Our neighbours had very kindly taken Faye in for a sleepover so we could just get back and crash, but no, our brave little boy was still chatting away ten to the dozen and wanted Paw Patrol on! We let him seeing as he'd been so good and, after another dose of Calpol he snuggled up and was fast asleep in about 5 mins!
When he started to wake up this morning , he was wriggling about and muttered 'mum let go, get off me!' I laughed and waved my hands at him 🤗 He looked really confused and looked down at his arm, which he'd obviously forgotten had a cast on it!
He said his arm hurt a bit and was heavy when he first got up, but once he had his sling on he was off as normal! Faye eventually decided to come back home and they played with the neighbours' girls for a while until we got a phone call asking us to take Billy back to fracture clinic for a new cast and xray. I tried to convince Faye to stay with her dad but she was having none of it! Far too nosey! So another 3 hours were spent between fracture clinic and xray! Happily though, the bone has realigned really well and you can't even see where the fracture is 😀
I feel so bad I'm not going to be around this week for mummy cuddles but will give him plenty tomorrow and Friday when I'm back 😢
For now though it's bedtime and I think we're all going to sleep well tonight!!
Night night...... 😴😴😴😴😴😴
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