A broken leg

About a week after we were home from our trip we had our first Trampoline injury and second broken bone in the family.  The kids were all jumping on the tramp and Laexin had a hold of both of Linq's hands jumping with him and isn't really sure what happened but he carried him in from the tramp crying and we couldn't get him to settle down.  I tried and tried to get him to stand up and walk and he refused to put any weight on his leg, that's when we decided that he probably had a serious injury.  LeGrand had school-work to do and had been working long hours on the pipe so he stayed home with Loa and Laex and Lytz wanted to come with me to the hospital.  We were blessed to have our favorite PA Brett Smith on call and after an x-ray determined that he did in fact have a fracture in his Tibia right below his knee. ugh! Poor guy!

For the first week he couldn't put any weight on it while it was just in a splint.  It was rough!  Trying to get him to the bathroom, get his pants down and help him go without standing him on that foot was a challenge.  That first week felt like it would never end!  He was a pretty good sport, and loved watching lots of TV.

Just a day or two before we were headed for the hard cast I looked outside and he had pulled himself up to standing in the back yard --he hated being slowed down by that dang leg.

We finally got to get a hard cast on and he was adamant that it be Pink (I think he's hung out with his sister a little too much)!  So we added in some black and he was thrilled.  Luckily we were able to get a waterproof cast and his doctor said that he would be fine putting weight on it.  It didn't take him long - only about a week before he had figured out how to walk on it.  For the first few days he scooted himself around and now he's back to being pretty independent.

This broken leg brings him lots of attention everywhere we go.  And he's got really good at telling people it's 'mine bowken yeg', or 'I bowk mine yeg'