Sad Times

Yes, this is my poor Vance. I will explain this in a minute, first however we need to have a flashback to about three weeks before Tanner was born (just over six months ago). Vance was running through the trailer and tripped over himself and hurt his leg. It may sound strange, but that is what happened. He cried and carried on until he fell asleep for the night. I thought maybe he twisted his ankle. We took him to the doctor the next day and he sent us to get it x-rayed. Anyway, long story short they couldn't see a break so they sent us home with basically no advice. They did tell us to have it x-rayed two weeks later to see if their indeed had been a fracture. We did that (Tanner was a week old at that point) and indeed there had been a fracture. Today Vance was doing his usual running around and he slipped in the kitchen and fell. He laid on the floor crying so I picked him up and tried to comfort him. I could instantly tell his leg was bothering him, however it was his right leg instead of his left this time. He cried himself to sleep and when he woke up from his nap he wouldn't leave the bed. To make that long story short the doctor (different one) couldn't see a break, but sent us home with this air splint and told us that if he still isn't walking on it tomorrow to come back and we'll see if we can figure out what is going on. If he is walking on it he wants him to come back in a week. So there you go. My active little boy currently isn't walking. Hopefully he will decide to tomorrow. By the way, can I just point out right now that I have sturdy boys and they are not light! This couldn't be at a more obnoxious time either because Stephen has been planning to go to a seminar this weekend in Boise for work. Oh me, oh my.