X-Ray Machine, Here We Come!

Published on Tuesday, March 10, 2009 by Katherine

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“Lacrosse?  Oh, sure honey.  You can join Lacrosse.”  (Isn’t that similar to soccer?  Just two nets, some innocent sticks and a tiny little ball?) 

Since then, I’ve heard the following quotes from other adults:  “I HATE Lacrosse!  It is the most violent sport there is!”  “I stopped wearing my glasses during my son’s games…. I just can’t look!”  “Lacrosse?  That’s more violent than football!”  And from my pediatrician, “Lacrosse is brutal!  But it’s a guy thing…” 

Fast forward to last night, Patient First, X-Ray machine, forearm and wrist.  Outcome?  No break, however the bone is bruised and the wrist is badly sprained.  He is in a splint and is still hurting.  

Did I mention it is his right hand?  If he still hurts in three days, he is supposed to get another X-Ray.  Apparently, fractures are often not seen on film until days after the injury. 

Three hours in the waiting room.  A woman practically beating her child.  Rows of chairs that smell like vomit.  It was a magical night for all. 

Now go back to my first paragraph.  Would my answer change, “now that I know?”  Nope.  After all, he can’t wait to go back.  It’s a guy thing….

By the way… Today my lunch was a taste of heaven – from a sub shop!  Visit Agoosa for my review of the best lunch I’ve had in months!