oh snap

It was a typical summer evening around our house.  We had dinner and then went off to get some ice cream.  We got back and put Miss Kam to bed and it was time for a little patio time.  Kyler and Wade were on the trampoline and I was on the patio reading my Nook...then came the blood curdling screams.  Screams. Yes more than one.  I ran over to the trampoline where Wade already had Ky in his arms and I could see the "not so great" look on Wade's face and I looked at Ky's arm and I knew...it was not good.  His arm was deformed to say the least...almost looking like the bottom half from his elbow down was facing the wrong angle compared to the top half of his arm...that's cuz it was! I looked at Wade and he confirmed my fears that it was ER time.  First trip ever for him.  First trip ever for one of our children.  I ran across to our neighbor's house, who had just been by chatting with us five minutes before, and they came to the house to keep Kam since she was already in bed.  Wade loaded up Ky very carefully in his truck.  Ky wanted me to sit by him in the back so of course I did...trying to hold it together.  Ky was not crying he was in shock.  True shock.  His face became paler and paler and the more white it became, the more green it became, if that makes ANY sense.  Of course we do not live by the hospital but it sure did not seem to take Wade long to get there.  I think he was pretending he was driving a different red truck...his big ole fire truck!

The staff at the ER in the children's hospital was amazing.  We got back quickly and they began to access Kyler.  He was very calm.  He was in pain, and in shock, but very calm.  Once the pediatric ER doc took a look at it and said it was probably broken, my heart broke a little more.  They brought the portable x-ray machine to Kyler and took x-rays of his arm.  He confirmed his earlier suspicion of a break and said the pediatric orthopedic surgeon was on his way.  WHAT? He said it was looking like surgery and the surgeon was called in.  Once the pedi ortho was there, his news broke our hearts further by telling us he had two breaks and it not only required surgery but it required pins.  Talk about a blow to the gut and heart.  I kept reminding myself that Kyler WAS ok and this was totally fixable.  Yes. It was. That did not help it hurt our hearts any less though. 

They gave Ky some versed, which was quite funny, and he began to splint his arm.  I will get back to the versed in a bit...
They actually were fighting a double edged sword in a sense because they need to wait to do the surgery to the swelling by the break in his upper arm but they needed to do the surgery right then do the swelling in his fingers and hand.  ???? huh???? Well, basically it is best to do the surgery after some swelling has come down which was his main goal.  However, they were concerned about his pulse oxygen rate to his fingers and hand.  If they could not get that stable, it could do major damage to his fingers and the tissue so he had to splint it twice and attempt to get the pulse ox where he wanted it.  If they could not, they would do surgery right then.  Thankfully they got it stabilized and he felt we could wait until the next day to operate, giving his injury site a chance to relieve some swelling. 

Versed...oh versed.  I have had versed plenty of times during fertility treatments and it is a super QUICK super funny cocktail.  Oh geez within seconds Ky's little eyes started glowing and rolling around a little and you could see he was trying to focus so hard.  He kept mouthing something and the words would not come out.  So of course I got a little closer to his face and he kept trying to say something as the doctor was splinting his arm.  He finally got out..."mommy....you have four eyes." Of course that helped the mood tremendously because Wade and I as well as the doc and nurse began to laugh.  We all needed that. 

With the swelling to his hand and fingers being an issue, we had to keep his arm "just right" through the night until the surgery.  He looked so tiny in that hospital bed but once we got to his room he wanted cartoons.  Of course, why not at almost midnight.  Of course there was not a lot of sleep for anyone but I did not care.  Ky was already heart broken because the doctor said no beach, which we were planning to leave for two days from then. He finally dozed a bit and I slept from 5 am - 7 am.  (I did however love the fact that I had my Nook app on my iphone and I read through the night. Truly helped me.)

About nine the next morning they came and got Ky and they were ready for surgery.  He sucked down a Sprite the night before at 11:45 and could not have food or drink after midnight so I was so afraid he would be starving.  He was a trooper.  Surgery did not take too long at all.  The surgeon and his team were phenomenal and we were highly impressed.  Ky was calm.  We were...ok...Wade was calm.  I was almost calm.  I was ok.  I just had a hard time because I was terrified that Ky was terrified.  Ummm he was not.  He asked questions in the OR, the said, and he was great.  They gassed him and he was out.  He came out of the anesthesia just fine as well.  They put in three pins to repair the break, with no major incision.  Just three holes for the pins.  PRAISE THE LORD!

He did great through the afternoon and was not in too much pain.  They had given him morphine in the ER, once through the night, and one small dose in the afternoon after his surgery.  He was so tough! After he went potty, walked a bit, talked coherently, ate without getting sick, we could go home.  We got home about five that afternoon.  The nurses and doctors all fell in love with Ky, of course.  His sweet manners and easy going self charmed everyone.  We can not say enough how blessed we are that we had amazing people taking care of Kyler, as well as us. 

He is doing great.  Keeping him still and occupied at the same time is difficult.  Say it with me...five.year.old.boy.  haha! We play lots of games, do art projects, watch movies, and we are trying to get out of the house for brief outings.  We have gone to feed the ducks and we even took him to see Madagascar 3.  Great idea!!!

He will get his cast on Monday so I won't be so fearful then.  With it just being splinted, it freaks me out.  Having his cast on will make mama feel better for sure.  He should have the cast on about four weeks.  If all goes well, he should be good to go when it comes after.  Prayers for that please!  We still get to go to the beach in August before I go back to school so his heart is mended...hopefully his arm will be, too...very soon.