On Wednesday evening at about 5 pm, just before dinner, the 3 kids were playing tag in the living room when Gabe fell and I heard a blood chilling scream for help.
There was something about that scream that instantly told me he had broken his leg.
When I got to him I could see the huge swelling - hoping against hope it was just bruised I threw a bag of frozen peas on it and rushed to get the girls ready for a trip to the Accident and Emergency up the road from us.
He screamed every time he was moved and he begged for help through his tears. My heart broke for him. Sean was on his way from work and stuck in traffic so the fantastic nurse at the A & E looked after the girls while Gabe was rushed into x-ray.
The radiologist came out from behind her protective wall and I asked her if his leg was broken. She nodded "yes, but it's not bad".
We helped him turn over so she could take a side view. She came back out - and said "it's bad!"
By then Sean had arrived and the doctor spoke to him about getting an ambulance to take him to Starship Children's Hospital. But we decided we would rather drive him there ourselves.
The nurse put a temporary cast on and we were off to the hospital. All this happened in 24 minutes (I have the discharge papers from the A and E to prove it). It seemed like hours to me....
When we got to the hospital they were waiting for us and we were taken care of immediately. The Bone Doctor said the swelling was too much to make a decision then and there. But Gabe may need pins!
We have a fracture clinic next week where they will decide to either operate or plaster properly.
He has a spiral fracture of the left tibia
The nurses gave Gabe laughing gas and re-plastered his leg - leaving the top part just bandaged to help get the swelling down.
We left an hour later, tired, hungry and all very stressed. My poor boy was in excruciating pain but the pain meds did help a lot.
He needs to rest with his leg elevated.....
On Thursday we had to take him back to the hospital to be fitted for a wheelchair and to get crutches. That was an ordeal.....
But today the chair arrived and he is so much happier - still in a lot of pain but oh so cheeky again!
I spoke to the Deputy Principal at his school today, to let her know what's happened and she has signed him off school for the rest of the term. When I told Gabe that - he decided he would "homeschool" himself.... he is so funny!
And so, as of now? We wait..... and keep him rested, give him lots of love and pray that he wont need surgery.
Wonderful friends have rallied around and today we had a meal delivered, hugs given and help to get Payton to and from Kindergarten next week.
We are blessed....