Boys... Will be Boys!

Our oldest Sloan child had quite the eventful Easter and week after. It has taken me awhile to write this blog post. Life has been hella crazy!

Sunday was Easter Sunday. We had a really nice day with Church... an absolutely wonderful testimony and service! After church we walked over to the VFW for an awesome breakfast! Baby Girl chowed down some eggs! Bentley saw the Easter Bunny and WAS NOT afraid of him this time! He was terrified of the one at the mall! After breakfast the kids ran around the church yard playing tag, then we visited the In-Laws for some backyard pictures since it was absolutely gorgeous outside and then headed home for some yard work and horsin' around! 

After a fun-filled day we made plans to had a fun-filled night with our friends and their kids. We have 4 kids between us, 4 years, 3.5 years, 2.5 years and 8 months. The older 3 were running around outside while E and I talked outside and played with Bailey and the guys were milking cows. 

After a good hour of playing, Bentley fell while running around the backyard with the other two. Normally he gets up and carries on, but this time was different. He sat there crying pretty hysterically until I got to him. 

After a few minutes he quit crying and seemed fine. Just favored his arm and slowed down quite a bit. I had thoughts to take him in but he was acting normally and insisted I don't take him to the ER. So I decided to give it a day or two hoping it was a muscle issue. 

Monday rolls around and he is a bit slower. Not running around like usual but playing and using his arm. Only complaining if you touch or move his shoulder or when he lays down. He was happy, not sleepy anymore than usual and just not really raising too much concern.

But... Tuesday rolls around and I've had enough. It wasn't getting any better. He was still complaining when touched, moved or when laying down. I decided to keep him out of school since the activities at school would aggravate it and decided it was time for the ER.

So we arrive and go through intake. We get called back a few minutes later for x-rays. He was fine until I had to leave the room. X-rays took a few minutes an we were ushered back to the waiting room. The kids were playing, Bentley was laughing and being his goofy self... I had really hoped he hadn't broken his Clavicle like we were all suspecting.

After what seemed like an hour, we were brought to a room to talk to the nurses and doctors. By this time I had told "our story" about a half dozen times. I was getting ready to shout "DON'T YOU PEOPLE COMMUNICATE?" Until it dawned on me. Part of me is thankful because there are so many abusive parents out there but part of me is sad that healthcare professionals have to rule out abuse before anything. 

I love my kids, they are my life. I could not live without my children. I pray I never have to. But, I'm glad others are helping in making sure they are protected as well. It takes a village to raise a child and if everyone, including healthcare professionals walked around not caring about the well-being of others... I think our world would be much worse off. 

So I didn't take offense to having to answer "how did this happen" about two dozen times in our 2 hours of being there. It's obvious I don't beat my children, so there is no reason to take offense. 

Finally a nice lady, who made me feel like a Leprechaun with her tallness and all, walked in and confirmed my worries. He has a broken Clavicle.

Boy. What a moment. My heart dropped into my stomach. Hello Mom of the Year award... Who let's their 3.5 year old walk around with a broken Clavicle for 2 days?! Gosh. 

But, shit happens. He was happy. Minimally complained. Was using the arm. He was laughing and not crying and... The list goes on. The doctor said he could see why I didn't bring him right in... But that didn't really help me feel any better. 

So we were given a sling and T3 for pain when needed. Which he had only needed 2 doses in the last 24 hours. Mostly to help him sleep since he complains the most when he's laying down. But... since reading some concerning articles about T3, I have decided to stop giving it to him and have decided to just dose with Children's Advil. Bentley reacts pretty strongly to T3 as we've witnessed and the articles have me concerned about an overdose even though we strictly follow the dosage. Read HERE and HERE for more information.

So now we have an Orthopaedic appointment for Thursday afternoon and will know more after that. For now he is happy and loves his sling. Since I'm finally finishing this after his Ortho appointment... I will update! The appointment was kind of a waste. We were there for 20 minutes before getting called back, waited in the room for 30 minutes and then the doctor was in the room for like 10 minutes... All she said was that it would take 3 to 4 weeks for it to heal. So he has to remain in the sling for that amount of time. We go back on May 22nd for follow-up x-rays to make sure it has healed nicely.

The Easter Bubby brought more for Bentley than any onus bargained for! In just thankful for having such a trooper! If you feel so kind, please send some healing thoughts and prayers our way. It's only a week into this and he's already getting restless of the sling and trying to use his arm way more than the doctor recommends. This may get interesting!

Until next time, friends