I should have known it was coming sooner or later...it is a tradition for the boys in our family to break their first arm right around age 5/6. Apparently, The Nephew jumped off some playground equipment at school. I guess he thought he would land on his feet like Batman - (the downfall to letting your kid be obsessed with superheroes). The ER splinted him and sent him home to wait for the swelling to go down. The next day the swelling was still too much, so they added a sling, gave him a shot - (he told me, "My arm doesn't hurt anymore, but that injection hurt really really bad". My poor little man. I am betting it was a steroid shot then) - and told him to come back in a week for the actual cast.
He was excited to get to miss three days of school, until he realized he only had one hand and couldn't play any video games.
I talked to him the day it happened and he was a little stoned on pain meds. Have you ever watched "That 70s Show" and seen when they sit around in the circle? You know how Hyde rambles on at great lengths when he is stoned, but he pronounces every word very slowly, like each syllable is a revelation? Yeah, that apparently is The Nephew when he is high.
We sent him a bouquet of balloons and candy.
Now I shall pause to say a big THANK YOU to
On a final note - FIC REC!