Just over a week ago, the kids were up on the bunk bed watching a video when somehow Zane fell off the ladder and onto the floor. He landed on a rug, and we have an unusually short bunk bed, so initially I thought he would be ok. But he cried and cried that night, and kept pointing to his neck, which was concerning. He had a big ol' black bruise on his ear, so we thought maybe that was it. Not sure but decided to give him some painkiller and a good night's sleep and reassess in the morning.
The next morning he woke up sad. I felt his shoulder and there was a familiar feeling bump. Yes, we had another little boy with a bump like that just about four years ago! Jed fell down the stairs and broke his collarbone at approximately the same age, vividly remembered because he managed to break it about 12 hours before his baby sister was born, and the poor kid didn't get diagnosed for days in the flurry of a new house-mate. Anyway, we knew the drill and that most likely nothing could be done, but we got it checked anyway just to make sure the bone wasn't displaced. It wasn't, he came home loaded up on Daddy-love and M&Ms and woke up the next day right as rain. Supposedly in two weeks he should be pretty much self-repaired, and over the next few years as he grows his body will naturally correct the angled bone. (Isn't that amazing!? He's an amazing kid.)
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