hairline fracture of the left thumb this time.
the result of brothers rough housing
we watched it swell yesterday, and turn purple, and so we called his daddy home early from work, because i knew the minute i said
it wasn't broken that it would be.
typical of the male gender......he came home with a big smile on his face, x rays in hand, and splinted thumb,
within minutes he decided the splint made his thumb
hurt worse, ripped it off, refused an additional dose of motrin for the pain, and then he and his brother played video games......one that require use of his thumbs!!!!
as i walked by the boys room and saw him using his thumb and exclaiming 'ouch' with each push of the button all i could do is shake my head. it is not a bad thing i guess when you think about it. he learned to shake it off from his daddy who gets banged up a bit from his job and working about the house, or on a vehicle. as a mom i look for a clean cloth, ice packs, sterile bandaids, neosporin, boiling water....just kidding, the water is luke warm. his daddy uses the same old nasty garage rag to wipe the blood off a cut as he used to wipe the oil, dirt or other assorted gunk off of some motorized manly machine, then later finds pleasure in showing us girls just how deep the cut is! blahhhhh....makes me gag and shiver!
i am so glad i am not a guy! i would be such a wimp......but then again maybe not....i
the result of brothers rough housing
we watched it swell yesterday, and turn purple, and so we called his daddy home early from work, because i knew the minute i said
it wasn't broken that it would be.
typical of the male gender......he came home with a big smile on his face, x rays in hand, and splinted thumb,
within minutes he decided the splint made his thumb
hurt worse, ripped it off, refused an additional dose of motrin for the pain, and then he and his brother played video games......one that require use of his thumbs!!!!
as i walked by the boys room and saw him using his thumb and exclaiming 'ouch' with each push of the button all i could do is shake my head. it is not a bad thing i guess when you think about it. he learned to shake it off from his daddy who gets banged up a bit from his job and working about the house, or on a vehicle. as a mom i look for a clean cloth, ice packs, sterile bandaids, neosporin, boiling water....just kidding, the water is luke warm. his daddy uses the same old nasty garage rag to wipe the blood off a cut as he used to wipe the oil, dirt or other assorted gunk off of some motorized manly machine, then later finds pleasure in showing us girls just how deep the cut is! blahhhhh....makes me gag and shiver!
i am so glad i am not a guy! i would be such a wimp......but then again maybe not....i
did give birth to 3 nearly 10 pound babies.....ha.....come to think of it i would love to see the
manly men in our household withstand bloating, cramping, plucking, tweezing, waxing, one day of pregnancy in the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd trimester, and even 1 hour of labor!
ok, so maybe i am not a wimp.....it all just goes back to kindergarten, when boys were just gross and goofey!
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