My poor boy broke his collarbone. It’s not broken all the way through, but it’s definitely broken.
He was running through the living room pushing a laundry basket and “lost control around a corner” and hit the ottoman. He cried so hard, I was pretty sure he was really hurt right away. But I had him lay down for a bit and he slept… but he woke up crying. When he walked out of his room and his one shoulder looked like a ski slope, we left for the urgent care center right away.
Funny thing is… the group project I whined about (immediately below) was regarding the profitability of a hypothetical urgency care clinic.
Anyway… he’s in a sling, and he’s doing pretty well. Though it’s strange to see him not be able to use one arm. He gets around differently, and we need to help him with some things.
I always knew that we’d end up with broken bones at some point (since we have boys) but did it have to be the 4 year old? Well, maybe that will keep them both from running indoors for a week or two?
Like it or not, life keeps coming… full speed ahead!!