That is the arm Gunnar broke, falling off the monkey bars.
Three. Days. Ago.
Yes, a conscientious mom would've been "on" it. But "Zena, Queen of the Testosterzone", said, "Oh, honey, it'll feel better in a little while."
To be fair, we were a bit distracted by the blood pouring from his nose... which was ultimately easier to treat. And there was no visible swelling or bruising. (Maybe I'm not a completely negligent mom.)
So, here we are, after x-rays and a doctor visit, on our way to soccer practice. (Yes, our Doc approved.) Gunnar loves his brace. He calls it a cast. It probably feels a lot better to have the wrist immobilized.
If you're a medical-type person, you may have figured out the somewhat obscure title to this post. That is Gunnar's somewhat mangled description of a "Distal Radial Buckle Fracture". Fortunately, a very minor break.
When our Doc popped out with "Distal Radial Buckle Fracture" I had a brief moment of suspicion that this was an invented term doctors use to A) Sound impressive and wise, and B) Placate the Mom before sending everyone home with a lollipop and a pat on the head. But, on Googling it, I read this:
* This x-ray shows a "buckle" or "Torus" fracture of the radius (forearm).
* This fracture is most common in children between the ages of 5 and 11.
* Typically, the child reports having fallen onto his or her outstretched hand.
* The main clue to diagnosis is pain that persists longer than a couple hours, especially if the child does not want to use the arm.
Yep. We were four for four. (And I thought he just didn't want to do his schoolwork.)
Thank God for modern medicine, bodies that heal, and an injury that didn't involve a growth plate!