This Too Shall Pass....

So, last Friday evening, Connor's first attempt at riding a razor scooter landed us in the emergency room with a broken arm. Connor is our more 'dramatic' child, so I really didn't think it was going to be broken initially. However, he was so quiet and pale on the drive to the ER and then in the waiting room, that I did begin to suspect a break. When they said that we would need to transferred by ambulance and that he needed surgery though, I was shocked. At that point, Jeremy came to the hospital and we switched out because of Annalise's continual refusal to take the bottle (and now solid food, but I digress). It is a long story, but the short version is that Connor had surgery Saturday morning for a "supracondylar break of his left humerous".
Here are some pictures to illustrate:


A little perkier with a visit from Annalise



On his wheelchair ride out to the car. I wasn't even aiming for pathetic here...it just was.



Being more dramatic than some to begin with, one can imagine the fun we have all had this week. Yesterday afternoon I ended up taking him back in because of all of the moaning, whining and writhing, which is honestly not too strong of a word in this scenario. I thought they would just talk to me first about upping his pain medication, but they immediately removed the splint, which was a challenge because of the swollen elbow [tears], x-rayed it [more tears], and then resplinted it [no tears...the PA doing it was really good]. I had been hoping they could put the hard cast on yesterday instead of Monday as scheduled, but with the swelling that was no possible.
Here is the blow-by-blow of that process:






One sad little boy...but he is improving. Today he even got up and played some, and he slept a lot better last night with the increased pain medication.