It started with Hubs getting the deer.
Then, about 230, my son’s school called. He fell on the playground and hurt his arm and wanted me to come get him. He usually rides the bus. I brought him home because he was able to open and close his fist and lift his arm. When my husband removed E’s sweatshirt, we could see his left elbow was badly swollen. So, Hubs took him to the ER while I stayed home with our daughter.
In the end, he has a fracture and may require surgery. I will call the orthopedic surgeon tomorrow to make an appt for him to check it out and make the final surgery decision.
Poor baby. He stepped on a nail a couple of weeks ago and now this. Hardly a dull moment around here!