I have been trying to post our experiences chronologically during the course of this blog, but I was reviewing my posts today and realized that I never blogged about Luke's broken elbow!
It was the Sunday before Thanksgiving. These pictures of Luke and Landon were taken right after church...they must have been getting out all of their church wiggles, and this is a good illustration of how life has become with these two. They are constantly ratting each other!
Later that evening, I left to play the piano for Seminary graduation. When I arrived home, Steve was telling me about some of the events I had missed... normally, Sunday evenings are generally uneventful, but apparently this one had been an exception. We were sitting at one end of the kitchen table, and Luke and Landon were wrestling on the ground near the other end. Then, Landon climbed on top of the table and jumped off. We were a bit distracted in our discussion, so before we really realized what they were up to, Luke followed suit and jumped off too, only Landon was still on the ground, so Luke landed right on top of him! You'd think that would be more painful for Landon, but Luke immediately cried out in pain and then started sobbing. It was, as you might expect, a different cry than we had ever heard from him before. I knew immediately that it was serious.
After several moments, Luke's left elbow began to swell and his crying persisted. Steve was pretty sure that it was broken, so we headed straight to the hospital.
I hadn't met many of Steve's colleagues, so it was an interesting way to become acquainted with some of them. They got us right back for an x-ray, and were so tender and gentle with Luke. Poor guy. He was so sad. It broke our hearts to know that he was in pain. Surprisingly, after nearly 16 years of parenthood, none of our six kids had ever had a broken bone before!
After the fracture was confirmed, they put a big, heavy plaster splint on Luke's arm. He wasn't very happy about it.
It was about 8:30pm when the accident happened, so by the time we arrived home from the hospital, it was very late. Still, cute Lukey allowed me to take a video, getting his take on his traumatic experience:
Julia captured this precious photo of Luke the next day:
By Thanksgiving, a few days after that, Luke had adjusted to his new reality and was acting as normal as ever.
We made a visit to the fracture clinic, where the plaster splint was removed and replaced by a fiberglass cast. By the looks of these photos, Luke was feeling pretty flash with his new cast and sling!
A few days after Christmas, the cast was removed:
We waited in the lobby of the hospital (or as Luke says, the HOS-a-poe), so Daddy could come over from the ER to see Luke without his cast.
Julia had to take an "after" shot, similar to the first:
It took Luke several days to straighten his arm all the way, and he winced often from the stiffness, but gradually he healed completely and commenced wrestling with his brother again on a daily basis. Heaven help us!
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