Little Man Down!

Tuesday at around 11:00 we got a call from Tyler’s daycare, telling us that he was running in the playground and had fallen on his right arm, on the grass.  Tyler wanted ice and the staff was moving his arm and he seemed to be okay. No more calls so I stopped worrying.

When Grant brought Tyler home he told me that Tyler was complaining about his right arm. He was holding it funny, not using it and not letting us even near him.  Grant said that when he picked him up he was fine so he thought that Tyler was laying it on a little thick.

I remembered back to the time when I was seven years old and had broken my arm.  I did everything I could to tell my parents that I was “fine” and that it didn’t hurt any more.  I was scared to death of going to a hospital!  I kept saying to Grant that Tyler wasn’t faking.  He stupidly threw a stuffed animal at Tyler to see if he would catch it and instead it just hit him!  Idiot!  That’s Grant I’m talking about.

I called the pediatrician and he thought we should go to the E.R. to have it x-rayed.  We packed up Tyler’s beloved Eeyore, snacks, and books and headed out.  There is only one hospital in our area that takes Tyler’s Family Care (poor people) insurance, and it is supposed to have a good reputation.

Tyler was doing pretty well, he told the admitting nurse that they had been running a race but that “wasn’t such a good idea”, that he was a “special boy” and that he was “very funny”.  We told the nurse that Tyler has Tourette’s Syndrome, OCD and Anxiety but was otherwise healthy.  She examined Tyler’s arm and said the doctor would want to pinpoint the exact pain so they would have to not have to give him excess radiation.  Hmm, I must be a walking x-ray by now.

He got a bed pretty quickly.  The first thing that happened was a doctor came over to us and said, “Okay, let’s see, now your name is Rupert, you are six-years-old and you have something wrong with your stomach?”  Wrong kid! The doctor exited gracefully.  Maybe we should have left then?

The nurse gave Tyler some ibupropen which mostly came out of Tyler’s mouth and dribbled down his hospital gown and the bed.  After a while it was time to go to x-ray.  Now, I clearly had my cane, but the stupid nursing assistant, this beautiful, blonde, Nordic ice princess says, “Now Mama, you carry him to x-ray.”  I looked at Grant, “I can’t carry him!”, so Grant did.

Your would have thought we were taking Tyler to the electric chair, he screamed and wiggled so much, plus his arm was hurting.  Grants pants, perfect timing, started to fall down and some stranger says, “I got it buddy, I got it” and pulls his pants up for him.  We decided Tyler should walk.

So he’s walking, doing okay and he trips over…air…and falls, ON HIS ARM.  Tyler and I simultaneously start screaming and crying.  An orthopedic doctor saw the fall and said, “This child doesn’t go anywhere any more without a stretcher or wheelchair!”  The dumb-ass nurse’s aid says, “It wasn’t MY fault!”  I wanted to smack her. Tyler is almost in shock.  ”I-I c-c-can’t s-stop crying”, he kept saying.

Grant at this point is livid.  He wants to see the patient advocate, he’s talking filing complaints and lawsuits.  How do you allow a little boy to be carried and then walk to the X-ray, when he is scared, medicated, tired and in pain?! Who just walks to the x-ray room anyway?!

Tyler and Grant finally get into x-ray, where now they have to take like 20 x-rays, to make sure he has not broken any other part of his arm after the fall.  So much for radiation caution.

It turned out that Tyler has a broken elbow.  They splinted it and put his arm in a sling.  We have to see an orthopedic surgeon in a few days for more x-rays, and then maybe a cast.  No school for Tyler for at least two days. As they are doing the splint, the dumb-ass nurse’s aid is ON HER KNEES apologizing to me, telling me that it is standard procedure for the mama to carry the child to x-ray.  A social worker was there too.  I said, “You know, I don’t think this is such a great procedure, PLUS I told you my son had Tourette’s Syndrome, OCD and Anxiety.  He didn’t need any more trauma!”

More profuse apologizing from doctor’s, janitors, the social worker, and all the crappy orange juice we could drink.  They fast tracked us out of there and we brought Tyler home, where he went to sleep about 1:30 this morning.

Grant and I were known as “accident-prone” kids.  Tyler, unfortunately has started earlier in the broken bone department than the both of us.

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About mamasick

Emily Cullen is a pen-name. I suffer from chronic illnesses and diseases which have progressed. My diseases include life-threatening conditions such as Lupus With Rheumatoid Arthritis Overlap and Bipolar Disorder. My other diseases include Fibromyalgia, Interstitial Cystitis and Myofascial Pain, and I no longer can remember them all. I am separated from my husband, “Grant”. Our son, “Tyler” was born in September of 2006 and has been the best thing to ever happen to us. Tyler is a child with special needs and has been diagnosed with Tourette’s Syndrome and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. In my blog I seek to let sick moms know that they are not the only ones going through this, and to educate people about what can happens when one becomes catastrophically ill. I also strive to break down stereotypes of what a “Welfare Mom” is like. Anything that I have gone through due to being sick, is written on the pages of Mama Sick.
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7 Responses to Little Man Down!

  1. Cindy says:

    Get well soon little man! Hope you guys can all take it as easy as possible…hopefully u can get some movies to watch to try for some down time. Thinking of you!

  2. Jennifer says:

    Oh no! That poor baby! I hope he gets better soon! Hugs for you and Grant too!

  3. amynluv says:

    Poor baby! I can’t believe some hospitals. That sounded like a really hard night on everyone, mostly little Tyler. I hope his arm pain subsides soon.

  4. Tendai says:

    I am so sorry Emily. That must have been awful for you. I’d be livid too. I am sorry Tyler didn’t get the kind of concern his care providers would have wanted for their own children. Perhaps he sprained his arm at school since he just feel on the grass but broke his elbow by falling on the hard hospital floor. I can smell a lawsuit. But anyways, I hope he feels better soon.

  5. Francesca says:

    Dear Little Loved Ones, (that’s all three of you), Only want peace to come instead of falling to more pieces. So sorry for the drama and the additional trauma.

    Anything I can do, just ask, simply put!

    All my love and wishes for a calm, quick, full, lasting recovery for each.

  6. Ashley says:

    Sorry to hear you had such a trying time at the hospital. Hopefully Tyler heals quickly.

  7. Al Wyles says:

    Can only endorse the previous comments, sincerely hope your little guy is ok.

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