Bad Mommy

A few weeks ago, the crappy coughy crud went through our house, and Jake stayed home for 2 days with a fever and cough. I shipped him off to school, fever-free, on day 3 because he seemed well and I had a pump start appointment. On the way home from that appointment, the school nurse called with Jake in her office, for the second time that day, complaining of a headache. The next day, he was still complaining of a headache so I took him to the doctor to prove that he was well.

Sure enough, strep throat. Bad Mommy.

Tuesday, nurse calls with Jake in her office. Sitting down in the classroom, he had a shooting pain from his hip to his knee that had him in tears for about 5 minutes. By the time I got him, he was fine and could walk no problem. Brought him home, but called school an hour later to ask if he could come back (it just seemed so silly to have him missing yet another day when he was fine!). She, who had witnessed his pain, thought it was weird enough to be evaluated.

So, to prove the school nurse wrong, we went off to the ped, who said it was probably nothing but there is some weird hip socket slippage thing that happens in growing boys, so why not get an xray to be sure.

Today, it was off to the ortho because the x-ray was "suspicious for a femur fracture".

How is that possible??? How can a kid have a broken femur and not be howling in pain?

Turns out, they were right. Snapped the edge of the lesser trochanter right off. Not terribly common, but it happens in kids because it's a growth plate area and not fully fused to the bone.

No PE for 8 weeks. No running for at least 4. No biking for at least 2. No cast, and no pain. But an 8 year old boy who can't run just as spring is heating up? Sucks.

And I was ready to send him back to school.

Bad Mommy.

(Ok, I know I'm not a bad mommy. But I totally thought he was milking the crappy cough crud and totally thought he was overreacting to a painful leg cramp. Totally.)