Broken Arm!

Yes, you read correctly – Evan broke his little arm at just 17 months old! Last week he tumbled down 2 steep steps that lead down into our sunroom. Naturally, these are tile, so they didn’t make for a very smooth fall. X-rays revealed a broken radius and ulna on his left arm, so off to the pediatric orthopedist we went for a baby-sized cast.

We actually had the cast re-done 3 times! The first time the nurse wasn’t happy with the way it turned out even though Evan was a perfect little patient through the process. The material flipped near his palm and would have caused irritation once it dried all the way. So, once the second cast was on the doctor came in to examine it. He decided that the cast needed to have a “banana curve” to it so he suggested we re-do it AGAIN! He clearly didn’t know that we had already done it twice. By the way – the little saw thing they use to remove it was scary and Evan didn’t even flinch! I guess the third time’s the charm because it was perfect once we got it on. I can’t believe how well Evan did through it all. Maybe it helped that he was in zombie mode thanks to missing his nap for the appointment. Ha!

He’s doing so well with the cast and doesn’t even seem to be bothered by it. It’s tricky bathing him and keeping food away from it, but we’re doing okay. He did however scratch his face up with the rough texture of the cast during his nap. I made him a fancy cover out of a long sock to keep this from happening again. It makes it even cuter on him!

"I want blue!"

Scratching his hand where the splint had been - probably felt odd.

Happy to be back home. "Thanks, Aunt Jenn for the firetruck! It's my new favorite toy!"