Get to the daycare and he is asleep with an ice pack on his elbow. So I call our new pediatrician to get guidance on if I come there or go straight to Urgent Care. Go to the doctor's at 2:30 pm. They need X-Rays. Go to Lewisville to the Imaging facility which also happens to be packed with people. Have X-Rays done. Go back to the pediatrician they converse with the Pediatric Orthopedic Surgeon. Decide that they will put a temporary soft sling on him and wrap it up with Ace bandages.

So bright and early on my day off I take Jackson to the Orthopedic Surgeon at 8 am in Grapevine. They have to take more X-Rays. By this point, he is asking to go home. They start the cast and the tears start coming, the legs start kicking and the screaming can be heard in Flower Mound. I am laying on top of him and the two nurses are trying to cast him as quickly as possible. So the cast drys. Think we are done, no of course now we have to split the cast so that the swelling can go down. This involves a S-C-A-R-Y saw as the nurse put it. I am thinking - if the cast was bad, what is this going to be like. Well this involved more tears, more screaming and Mom on the verge of tears. By the time they gave him a new sling he was freaking out over the safety pin they used on the sling. He has to come back in a week so that they can seal up the cast. I am thinking Daddy gets that job.
So between all these appointments I asked him what he was doing on the slide. Here is the 4 year version: "I was playing on the slide. I was Spider-Man and my friend Alyssa was Spider-Girl. Then the 'Mean New Girl' slid down and knocked me off." So Jackson's spidy senses are a little off these days. He struggles with the little things and refuses to ask for help. Wait until he learns he can't jump off anything, get on playground equipment or swim for roughly 4 weeks.



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