Everyone is OK.
Today we made our first family trip to the ER. We were walking around a bike shop, Cheeky Monkey's hand in mine, when he suddenly jerked his arm away and fell on the ground. He made a sound I don't often hear, and when I picked him up, he didn't stop crying. Then I notice that he wasn't moving his right arm. At all.
We were going to the doctor's office or the ER, I just didn't know which one. I had Ry on the phone to the Pediatrician. Verdict? Take him to the ER. And to the ER we went.
We checked in and were triaged within 30 minutes. As I told the triage nurse what happened, she nodded her head and said "Yep, that's very common." Then we went back into an ER room where Nurse Practitioner Cathy walked in. She also listened to what happened, and without even touching Monkey, said, "This is called Nursemaid's Elbow." She walked over, twisted his arm, he screamed, and then I heard a very soft click as his radius popped back into place. He was no longer a fan of Nurse Practitioner Cathy, but she was my Shining Knight. In about 2 minutes, Cheeky Monkey looked up at me, and with his right arm signed "all done." In and out of the ER in less than an hour. Not bad.
It'll be the most expensive click ever. As Ry said though, it's not the click that you're paying for, it's the knowing how to click.
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You should definitely learn how to click when you become a nurse!
Ugh, not looking forward to the first one of those. The first 14 months have been almost completely bump and bruise free and I'm sure not expecting that to continue as the walking has commenced....
Becky -- the NP taught me how to do it, but said that in her experience, Moms are unable to click their own kids. I hope I'm not faced with that decision.
I hope not, too. Are moms just afraid of hurting their kids?
Yeah. She said that you have to be willing to get past the shriek of pain and most moms can't.
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