Pick Pocket Fail

That's what Trey called it. That's what we're going with. It's nice that even though he's in pain he can still be funny. 

It started on a busy Monday. Since I have 6 kids, I don't get overly excited about a call from the school. I get less excited about one from the school nurse. Many times during the year I get calls from them telling me someone fell on the playground, someone needed an ibuprofen or cough drop or any other number of things. 

This one was my Trey. "Uh mom (he really says it just like that) I was in PE and got my finger caught and it bent all the way back and it's puffy and it kind of hurts." At this point the nurse gets on the phone. I love our school nurse. She started with them in elementary and has followed the boys to middle school. She said this one probably really did need looked at. 



So the story is really this...he was playing flag tag (think flag football) and when he went for the kids flag, his finger got stuck in the kid's pocket. The kid kept running, Trey's finger could only go so far. 

We saw the pediatrician and had x-rays done. She called at 4:00 yesterday and confirmed it was broken and said that because the break went into the joint, we should have it looked at by an orthopedic surgeon. I thought, "that seems a bit much for a broken finger but I guess if she thinks so we should do it." 

At 12:30 today the very handsome doctor was able to show us the break. He also said the words that no parent really wants to hear, "it's a minor surgery to fix it." SURGERY??!! What?? Did I just miss something? It's a broken finger. You buddy tape them for a few weeks and away you go. Except when the break actually occurs IN the joint. Then...well then, apparently, you have surgery. 

So tomorrow at 6:30 am we head to one of the out-patient surgical centers and that very handsome doctor will re-set the joint and put a temporary pin or two in his finger. He will have a special 3 finger cast like thing for 3 weeks and then we'll go in and have the pin removed. Then we get to buddy tape them and he'll be back to new. 

Lots of prayers please for this brave guy. He's mostly only afraid of the needle needed for the IV. We talked about it and I promised him that if he's really goofy after the surgery I'll record it and post it on YouTube. He seemed pretty excited about that.