World Traveling Military Family

Growing Pains

Funny how no one ever tells you that 'growing pains' are really experienced by the parents and not by the child, LOL!

This is Boo and Mr. Bill back in May, I really need a more current one as Boo has grown a ton since then!

Saturday started off a bit crazy with a call from my doula client saying that I would be needed that day.  While yes, I did know I'd be going soon with her it was just a bit of a surprise since she was just under 38 weeks and I'm used to clients going at least a week over their due date :)

Mr. B & Bubby headed out to his game and I got ready to head to the hospital.  I got to the hospital around 9:30 am and was there until around 3:30pm, things went well....then I got a phone call....

I noticed that Boo was trying to call me.  I missed the call so I sent him a text asking him if he called since I was still at the hospital.  I thought this was weird because they do not normally call when I am at the hospital with a client.  Then I seen I had 1 missed message from Mr. B so I read it and it said 'Dad is hurt very bably,' (she meant badly, Bea had sent it) and my heart dropped I also noticed that the message was at 2:19 pm and it was almost an hour later!  I rushed out of the room and into the hall to call the house.

Mr. B answered the phone and told me that indeed he was hurt pretty bad, I told him to just get to the point and tell me what was wrong because I was in the hall of the hospital trying not to freak out and cry!  I had no idea what he was going to say was wrong with him, he didn't sound great on the phone....

He told me that he and Boo were playing football in the living room (something the guys play often with a tiny football and tackle each other onto the couch) and Boo had tackled him and hurt him bad.  So bad in fact that he could not get up off the floor for 2 hours!! I told him to call the ambulance but he wouldn't.  Apparently the kids had tried to get him to let them call the ambulance as well, only hours prior, but he wouldn't let them.  We've since had a discussion that if he's ever on the floor again for longer than 10 minutes and can't get up they are to call regardless if he wants them to or not!

He was trying not to call me because he know I was busy at the hospital with a client.  Apparently they did start trying to call me at some point but I did not even get any of the calls until the last one shortly after 3 pm.  By this point Mr. B had been able to move up to his knees and was leaning on the couch.  I told him if he couldn't walk when I got home I wouldn't be able to carry him to the car and would call an ambulance myself.  He got Boo to help him up onto the couch and by the time I got home 25 minutes later he was able to slowly shuffle forward.

I loaded him up in the car and headed back to the hospital I had just came from, I tried to explain that if he hadn't been so stubborn he could've just rode in the ambulance and I would've met him downstairs...ugh!  I'm really hoping that being immobilized on the floor for 2 hours took a big knock at his pride and that he'll call for help next time...and if not I at least know the kids will!

At the ER we found out that he's strained a muscle or pinched a nerve and got him some meds and onto the road to recovery.  The funny thing was the nurse we had, a male, had just had something similar happen to him a few months prior so he shared his story with us.  The PA came in and talked to Mr. B then made the comment about the hazards of playing with small children and I replied "Oh he's not small" and she looked at me and said "What's that?"  I proceeded to tell her that our child was not small but in fact almost 15 years old and bigger than me, needless to say she determined that Mr. B should not be rumbling around with Boo for kicks, LOL!  I don't know if it's because Boo is so big or because Mr. B is so old ;p  Boo would say it's because he's old!  

Really I have been surprised at how fast Boo has been growing the past few months, he's shot up and left me in the dust and is quickly overtaking Mr. B in height.  He's weighed more than me for awhile which is probably from all the lifting they've been doing in football.  So really Boo probably cracked Mr. B harder than I even could have, LOL!  Boo's coach asked on Sunday if he was good for practice on Monday (from his wrist fracture) I told the coach that he sure was...he was so ready to go that he's just sent his dad to the ER from tackling him.  Needless to say Mr. B's injury story produced many laughs from folks at church :)

So Mr. B learned the hard way that 'growing pains' can put you in the ER when you get tackled by your teenage son!  They really need to start a 'frequent flier' program for the ER as my family could make good use of it ;p

posted by Mrs. B @ 8:32 AM