Thanks. So true. We both saw it happen and were worried the way her head hit the ground and she screamed. Didn't realise it was her arm she was screaming about.
That doesn't sound like fun. Did it hurt?
The drilling didn't hurt, I was under general anaesthetic. The breakage was painful. But not nearly as painful as being prepped for surgery.
As I was lying on the slab, with my knee pointing in the wrong direction, one of the male nurses picked my leg up and smacked it into position. I almost hit the ceiling. The anaesthetist leant over me and asked me where it hurt. FFS!
All I could do was reply, weakly, "my...knee!" I bit my tongue and left out the "where the fuck do you think you stupid cow?"
Your daughter looks pretty cool about it all though! :)
Yes, do it. Get it checked out. Floating bits of bones probably not good.
Collarbone depends where you snap it, I was fortunate and did it right in the middle, best spot apparently with no need for metalwork etc. good luck to Bethany on the cast!
Aw the poor Sweetling!
I was an athlete and a tomboy when I was growing up. First broken bone was in my hand when I fell out of a tree at the age of five. Over the years I broke a few more bones, had some sprains and strains, tore some ligaments, but I fun doing it all. lol
I have my share of aches and pains from it all, but like I said, I had fun doing it all. :)
Ouch. That sounds painful. Couldn't they have given you something before doing that. Or sent you to sleep before. Sadistic bastards ;)
She's been amazing with it. She was happily watching everything they were doing, had fun having her X-Ray, didn't even complain when she was told she couldn't eat in the morning in case she needed an op. A girl who are two bacon and egg rolls for breakfast the morning before.
Ah, lucky you :) Was the on your bike? Did you make a post about it on here?
Sounds a bit like my daughter. And she was 5 last month. 5 is pretty young to be climbing trees :) So long as you have fun breaking things it's ok ;)
Can't remember if I posted but yes, on my bike. Have since dislocated the other shoulder too, which eventually turned into more of a problem actually. Bah.
Oh I had a lot of fun. We lived near a small patch of woods back then, and there was a stream running through them. I can remember coming home and my Grandmother hosing me off in the backyard, while telling me..."You're a little girl! You're not supposed to look or smell like that!"
My Mother would just start laughing and tell her it takes a lot of dirt to make a pretty flower grow.
There were days I came home so cruddy she hung up a couple tarps and made me strip in the back yard, then hosed me off before she'd let me in the house. lol
I was NOT a Barbie-Play House kind of girl. Drove my Grandmother nuts. lol