What a bad night. There is nothing worse in this world than seeing your children suffer. Last night my son was playing basketball. He was scrimmaging with his own team. He stole like 10 balls from some of the taller kids. He makes a good cover guy or a point guard. One of the kids got mad that he had so many steals so when he stole it the next time and was rushing for the layup the kid shoved him in the back and he went full speed into the gym wall.
The kid came home and did not seem to be in too much pain. However we could see that his rib was sticking up. I felt a pain in my rib for the poor kid. His mom opens her fat mouth and says "If they put you in surgery call me.". Yeah, way to flip the kid out. Luckily I had been telling him that it would be more likely just tape and pain meds. We go to the hospital around 11 and amazingly were out by midnight.
The doctor and radiologist had trouble finding the fracture.. but everything around the rib and all his pain indicated one so they decided to treat him for one. No tape though. Two hundred bucks later for an ER visit he ended up with advil and some breathing device so he does not catch pneumonia.
All in all not too bad. He is still sore. We went to his primary physician and she checked him out and prescribed some good ole vitamin D3. Besides that it is just rest and aspirin. He already wants to play in this Sundays game. I forbid that but we will see how he feels next week.
So here I sit at 7PM working since I took the day off to take care of him. Perhaps Josie can come by and give me a raging hard-on I can not do anything about. Peace.