Anyway back to the lest than dramatic moment when DS2 tripped and broke the two bones in his arm. Yes just tripped, not pushed or anything dramatic. He was with my sister at her house just after school. Thankfully she knew just what to do and we ended up at the local A&E clinic where he was xrayed and given good pain relief before the ride in an ambulance.
Two green stick fractures, one ex rugby player orthopedic pediatric physician, with large biceps, to put it back into place and the fabulous ED physician to make things run smoothly. Lets not forget the nurses to make all the wheels keep moving.
All in all broken bone at 3.30pm back home in paster 8.10pm. Fantastic I say.
So here is the one sad looking little boy the morning after all the drama
4 to 6 weeks of this might become a little tedious I think.