Last night we went to Grandma and Grandpa's house. All of the little cousins were downstairs playing, most were boys. All of the sudden we heard Zack screaming downstairs. I ran down to get him and he was laying flat on his stomach on the cement of my parent's unfinished basement. He wouldn't move. I picked him up and examined him. I couldn't see anything wrong, but he wouldn't stop screaming. I took him upstairs to see what the others thought. He wouldn't put any pressure on his legs and screamed when we tried to straighten his right leg. His leg was also shaking. Since he didn't stop screaming, I decided to take him to an Instacare. I had to call Steve who was at his mom's house (it's a long story of why we weren't all up there, but Zack can't go to her house). He came down quickly and we left Josh with my mom and drove down the street to the Kidscare. When we got there, the receptionist gave Zack a magic sucker. This was the only thing that made him stop crying. Boy do I need some magic suckers! After X-rays, we found that Zack had a spiral fracture on his tibia bone. Poor little guy! They put a splint on his leg. Here is his splint.
Tomorrow we go to an orthopedic physician to get it in a cast. The doctor at the Kidscare was pretty sure they could put on a walking cast, but wasn't sure because the break went high.
Needless to say, last night was horrible. Zack only sleept 3 hours. He was crying in pain the rest of the night. I was giving him both ibuprofen and Tylenol, but he kept moving his toes and leg which caused him pain. I really wished I had some magic suckers at 2:00 AM. This is him finally asleep at 10:00 AM (after a preisthood blessing). He is still pretty miserable, but getting better.
So what exactly happened downstairs? After talking to his cousins, we have concluded that his 4 year old cousin jumped off the couch onto Zack. So, basically, just boys being boys. I better get use to this.
