OK it wasn’t MY first trip to the ER (I was in an out more times than I can count as a kid). It wasn’t even either of my boys first time in the ER. I was at work the time Elijah needed a staple in his head and Josh needed his chin stitched up. Oddly enough I was conducting training with the same group of managers for both events when I got the call from Melissa that she was on the way to the ER with one of the boys. I swear next time they are on my training schedule I am bubble wrapping my boys. Anyway, this was the first time I brought one of my kids to the ER. Man it was rough. The whole weekend was rough actually. Melissa was doing a Yoga workshop, and was gone Friday night, Most of Saturday and Sunday morning, and I had/have a raging sinus infection. Don’t get me wrong, other than the ER visit it was a lovely weekend with my boys. We had a lot of fun. I also have a new appreciation for Melissa who on countless occasions has had to parent sick while I was stuck at work, or on business trip. Parenting when sick can be a thankless job and hard to really be present. But she has always managed to do it, and do it well.
So its Saturday evening, Melissa was home from Yoga and we had just gotten a firewood delivery (yeah I know it is March – but we are set for next year). Melissa and the boys helped me stack the firewood in the back yard. It was so cute, Josh and Elijah, would each carry a small piece, down the side of our house to our backyard and the firewood rack. They were great little helpers. They were also very dirty. Melissa knew I was exhausted, so she offered to do bath with the boys and put them to bed. So she sent Josh and Elijah upstairs to get ready. Neither of us saw what actually happened, but they ran up the steps and Elijah was screaming when they got to the top. Elijah is not a a crier. He is a tough little guy. When he does get hurt, he get up pretty quick. This time he was inconsolable and wouldn’t really let us look at his arm. After an hour we were all cleaned up and Elijah was still crying. We had been debating back and fourth about an ER visit and decided to go about 5 minutes before the Pediatrician called us back.
I was putting shoes on Elijah when he called. I must say, the doctor called it with a Nursemaid’s elbow. I have to say, I didn’t think that was it. For one thing, he wasn’t complaining about his elbow much, it was more the forearm. And for another, that type of dislocation injury is usually from someone pulling on a kids arm, though it can happen when they break their fall. We kept asking Josh if he pulled on Elijah or fell on him, and he said no. Elijah kept saying he didn’t know what happened. Now he is also never been one to NOT tattle on his brother, so I am going to have to take Josh’s word for it.
So I take him to the ER. Fortunately it was a quiet night and we didn’t have to wait to long. The Dr. mentioned Nursemaid’s elbow but was hesitant to think that was it, since he had more mobility than expected. Also Elijah was complaining about his forearm and not his elbow. X-rays were ordered. Holding my child while he is being X-rayed is something I hope I never have to do again. Elijah couldn’t move his arm in the direction they needed it. We tried multiple different angles, but there was no way to hold his arm into position without causing him A LOT of pain. I don’t think I ever heard him scream so loud, including the time he had his hand stuck in a heavy door. Having to hold his arm in place through his screams was horrifying. I don’t think he is scarred by it, but I sure as heck am…
The X-rays came back clean and the doctor said it was Nursemaid’s elbow after all. So he took his arm and essentially shoved it back into joint, and Elijah screamed, but not as loud as he had during the X-Rays. It was amazing. He had been practically inconsolable for over 2 hours and within 2 minutes, it was like nothing had ever happened. He gobbled down the Popsicle the doctor gave him, was laughing and flirting with the nurses. It was an amazing turnaround, like nothing had ever happened. Kids are beautifully resilient, I wish the same could be said for parents!