Worst New Year's Eve Ever

Ben had a horrible, horrible day yesterday. A terrible accident happened at 9:30 a.m. while the physical therapist was working with Ben. Instantly, I knew something really serious was wrong, so we called his doctor and rushed him to Children's Hospital. Ben's right femur was completely fractured in half (his thigh bone). Because of the severity of the injury and his age, he was admitted to the orthopedic floor while we waited for an opening in the OR. I have never seen Ben in so much pain before. I can't even begin to describe how horrible it was as a parent not to be able to help your child feel better.

We are home from the hospital now and Ben is doing well considering (he is such a trooper). He is in a Spica cast, which is also referred to as a body cast. They were able to dip it down in the front to expose his g-tube, but the rest of his body is cast from his armpits down. There is also a metal rod cast between his legs separating them. He has to wear the cast for 6-weeks and I was told that kids with other issues tend to take longer to heal. He can't move and we need to reposition him every 2-4 hours to avoid sores - which is basically tilting him a little to the right, then to the left, etc. Diapering is a bit challenging. We have to tuck these pads into the cast opening they left between his legs, then tuck a diaper in, then wrap a diaper two sizes larger around the whole thing. Every 10 days Ben will need to get x-rays to make sure he doesn't have to be recast or manipulated again (which would have to occur in the OR so I'm praying that doesn't happen).

And as if our day wasn't bad enough, a deer ran into our car on the way home from the hospital with Ben. Luckily, it only left a small dent.

Hopefully we've already been through the worst of it and these next six weeks will go by quickly.