Yep, It's broken

G got a picture of T's x-ray

On Wednesday evening, T wanted to ride his bike really bad. So, we helped him get going down the sidewalk. He was startled by the neighbor's sprinklers turning on right as he passed their lawn so much so that he swerved to the right and hit a parked car. He ran right back to us holding his arm. It didn't look too bad. We iced it and gave him some Tylenol. The pain would ebb and flow, so we were a bit baffled about what to do about his arm. By Friday evening, he'd pretty much keep his right arm to his side and was trying to do many things left handed. So, when G took him on his long-awaited "Daddy Day" to the hospital (T's choice! He wanted to eat lunch there and explore Daddy's office), he had one of the nurses take a quick look at it. The nurse immediately said that it needs to be x-rayed because it didn't look too good. It turns out that it's a clean break, right near the wrist. This is his temporary cast. I have to get him in to see an orthopedist ASAP to set him in a cast ... which he'll probably have to wear for 6 weeks. Too bad soccer JUST started. The first game is this coming Saturday! He's been a real trooper. He did tell G, however, that he would like to come back to his work for a corn dog, but he doesn't want to see any doctors!