So it WAS broken!
About three weeks ago, Quintus played rugby in Krugersdorp. It was a tough game. As always he put his heart and soul into it even
though he was playing completely the wrong position and they had no chance of winning.
They lost. Badly.
After the game he complained that his right arm was sore. I checked it out, didn’t see anything out of place or red or anything. I gave him some pain meds. He would mention it every now and again for a couple of days after that. I asked him how sore it was and he said not sore enough to have x-rays done.
Then this weekend he played rugby with his brothers and friends and fell against the wall. Same arm. Same place.
On Sunday morning it was sore enough for him to ask me to take him to the ER. So off we went. They took x-rays and the doctor on call was more worried about showing some nurses that his elbow was not broken when he compared the two. He didn’t take the time to actually look at it.
Monday morning I dropped the x-rays off at our doctor and asked the lady at reception to give it to him. If he didn’t see anything broken, he didn’t have to phone me back.
Well, Monday no phone call, so I assumed the hospital doctor was right.
Last night though, our doctor phoned. He only had a chance to look at them yesterday. He asked what happened and then said there is definitely a fracture but that it happened +/- three weeks ago already OOOOOPPPSS
He says that putting his arm in a cast now, will be pointless since it has already started healing on its own. He is worried about the piece breaking off though and then going into the joint. Let’s hope that doesn’t happen.
For now we will bandage it for his game on Saturday (he wants to hear nothing about not playing)