Posted by: simplyelizabeth | April 17, 2008

Flip, Thud, Waaaaaaah!!!!

DS#3 has broken his wrist. He has a buckle fracture on one side and a plain old regular fracture on the other side.  Poor kid.  I didn’t see it happen, I just heard it.  I could tell by the way he was carrying his arm that we were in for another ER visit.  (They love us there!)  My first reaction was, “Who’s horsin’ around out there?!?”  See, I was in the kitchen fixing dinner, on the phone, and the boys were in the living room watching cartoons and DD was in her room. (She’s a teenager and they prefer to stay in their domain to metamorphasize.  Someday I’m going to walk in and find her in a big cocoon.)  DS #1 & DS #2 were quick to say they didn’t do anything.  I asked DS #3 what happened as I scooped him up and he said, “I bipped off da cotch.”  ie – I flipped off the couch.  (He has his own language.)  He was crying and holding his arm and I was trying to console him.   Just then DH wasked in so I handed him over to see if he could console him.  No such luck.  I told DH I didn’t have a good feeling about this and he said he didn’t either.  See, this is not our first time to the dance, people.  Last year, on Mother’s Day, the boys were playing in the back yard on the swing set.  All three were on the glider and DS #3 took a tumble off.  That was the first time we heard this particular cry.  He’s a tough kid and gets over things quickly, but not so much this time.  That day I had planned to make my mom dinner and her favorite cake, but instead I called to see if she would come watch the rest of the little darlins’.  Happy Mother’s Day!  Come spend quality time with your grandkids!  🙂  Then there was last October.  I looked over to see him surfing on DH’s rocker/recliner.  The momment I said, “Sit down!”, he tumbled off and did it again.  Same arm, just a little higher than the first time.  So that brings us to Tuesday night.  At least this time it’s a different arm.  I am a bit stunned that we have not had any questions from any state agencies whose sole purpose it is to protect children.  I’m not inviting that type of questioning and I’m very thankful my family and I are not perceived as child abusers, I just live in apprehension that someone may show up on my doorstep and see my house is messy.  (Remember, I didn’t get to purge my house because my vacation time was taken up with sick people.)  In all seriousness, I do have a call in to our family dr. to see if I should truly be worried, or if I just have part human/part animal/part accident prone son.  For now, we have a cast for 6wks, again.  Pray for us dear ones.  Pray for his brothers and sister in particular because he has not yet discovered that a full arm cast can be used as a weapon.  It’s only a matter of time.

Blessings & Hugs,  Elizabeth



  1. Oh, Green Goblin. You are not welcome here anymore.

  2. Not again. Amber shared a prayer request for DS#3 as you were on your way to the ER again. This is my prayer with DS #3’s name inplace of the my, your and you:

    Psalm 121
    A song of ascents.
    1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
    where does my help come from?
    2 My help comes from the LORD,
    the Maker of heaven and earth.

    3 He will not let your foot slip—
    he who watches over you will not slumber;

    4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
    will neither slumber nor sleep.

    5 The LORD watches over you—
    the LORD is your shade at your right hand;

    6 the sun will not harm you by day,
    nor the moon by night.

    7 The LORD will keep you from all harm—
    he will watch over your life;

    8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going
    both now and forevermore.

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