We've had a little mishap in the Sanders household. Let me start from the beginning...
It all started with Jason and I having a date night this past Saturday. We very rarely have date nights and since it had been so long, we thought it was about time. So we ventured out for dinner and a movie. Meanwhile, my mom came over to watch our kiddos.
We left around 5:30 p.m. and told my mom that bedtime that night should be around 8 p.m. For some reason when Grandma is around, Gabe thinks it's time to pull out all of his stalling techniques for bedtime. He doesn't try these with mom & dad, just with grandma. Of course, grandma is a bit of a softy. I guess that's what grandmas are for, right? So when Gabe asked if he could pretty please have the door cracked open, Grandma said yes.
A few minutes later, Gabe then decided that there was too much light in his bedroom to fall asleep, and instead of asking Grandma to shut the door for him, he decided to do it himself....from the top bunk of his bunk bed. He reached out, couldn't quite reach the door, so he reached out a little more...and a little more...and just a little more. Until, you guessed it, he FELL out of his bunk bed, onto his outstretched arm.
There were a few tears, but nothing too bad. Gabe sucked it up and went to bed. My mom called to tell us what had happened, but since Gabe wasn't complaining about his arm hurting, there were really no worries.
The next few days, Gabe mentioned a few times that his arm was a little sore. But of course it would be, falling on it from the top bunk. And despite these very few complaints, he continued to do everything the same. He played hard with his arm. He showed no cause for concern.
Fast forward to Monday afternoon. Gabe had a doctor's appointment I had already scheduled for a re-check due to an illness he had a few weeks ago. Just as the doctor was finishing up the re-check appointment, Gabe happens to mention his arm was a little sore. The doctor, just to be safe, ordered an x-ray, all along figuring Gabe's arm was most likely okay since he had gone on, life as usual, for the past two days.
Instead, the appointment resulted in this...
That's right. Gabe had what is referred to as a buckle break on his arm. It's really not too bad of a break, but requires a cast.
I was shocked. And at the same time, was so thankful that Gabe said something about his arm, otherwise we might not have ever known and it might not have healed correctly.
But with the cast, which the doctor says should stay on for about 3 weeks, Gabe's arm will heal and be good as new.
On the bright side, Gabe is excited to have a cast. He really thinks it's pretty cool, and will enjoy showing his friends at school today. He also loves that he got to pick the color: black.
The bummer is that he will now have to miss the end of the wrestling season. Gabe was sad about that because he truly loves the sport. Oh, and that he still has to do his homework. Upon learning that he was going to have to have a cast, Gabe happily replied, "Yes! Now I don't have to do my homework!" To Gabe's dismay, the doctor assured him that he will still be able to write. Big bummer ;-)
And mom's bummer...trying to get a six-year-old, active boy to be careful with his arm. Gabe is all boy, through and through, and he loves to play rough. This could prove to be a challenge for me.
I asked Gabe what he learned from his fall. He smartly replied, "I'll definitely get out of bed before I try to shut the door next time."
Wish it would have been, 'no more playing around and stalling at bedtime.' But, at least he learned some sort of lesson I guess.
What a goof...