(not the actual x-ray...but close enough)
The Stuarts have now had their first broken bone. Care to take a guess who it was? I'll bet you said, "Patrick" and you would be right. Funny story. Patrick went out for a run yesterday, as he often does. But Patrick doesn't just run somewhere and back...that would be so....pedestrian. Patrick runs freestyle-like. He jumps on and bounces off stuff. He leaps tall buildings in a single bound.
Yesterday he thought he'd jump off of a terraced hillside...only he failed to notice another terrace in between his jumping and landing points and had to adjust in midair and ended up landing on his shoulder. He came home and told me he was hurt, but he didn't seem to be in that much pain. When I asked him if he needed to go to the ER, he said he didn't think it was that bad and he just took some Motrin and laid down.
A few minutes later, I was heading out the door to take Troy to football conditioning and heard Patrick yelping from his room. He was thinking he may have really hurt himself and needed that ER visit. Coree thought it was hilarious that I so nonchalantly said, "OK, get in the car." Once we were on our way, with each bump, Patrick moaned and yelped...so I knew it probably wasn't good. Luckily, the gym was barely off the path to the hospital, so we dropped off Troy and were on our way.
The visit was as close to perfect as an ER visit can be. There was only one other family in the waiting room (it was still during business hours on a Friday) and they were able to get us right in. The nurse diagnosed the broken collar bone correctly upon palpation, so the x-ray was really just a formality. I almost couldn't bring myself to look at it...but Patrick was impressed. He was disappointed he didn't get a scar out of the ordeal...or at least a cast people could sign. (a sling and swath just doesn't have the same cooleo factor, I guess.) Now we are charged with keeping him from falling and creating an open fracture (the bone is pretty sharp now and right under the skin) which would be a-whole-nother mess entirely! I'm thinking bubble wrap.
Luckily Patrick was feeling well enough to join us tonight for some really great Chinese food. We went to Ryu Dining...a little hole in the wall place (the Ball family recommended) that looks more like a beach burger shack on the outside than the really killer Chinese bistro that it is.
The decor was charming...
and the music was excellent (love Sinatra and Ella Fitzgerald, etc.) but there was only one other couple in the place...and when they left...
we had the owner all to ourselves, and he can TALK! Super nice guy...but dude...how are we supposed to keep shoveling in your awesome food if you keep talking?
We will definitely be repeat customers, though. Can't wait to bring Cliff here.
The Stuarts have now had their first broken bone. Care to take a guess who it was? I'll bet you said, "Patrick" and you would be right. Funny story. Patrick went out for a run yesterday, as he often does. But Patrick doesn't just run somewhere and back...that would be so....pedestrian. Patrick runs freestyle-like. He jumps on and bounces off stuff. He leaps tall buildings in a single bound.
Yesterday he thought he'd jump off of a terraced hillside...only he failed to notice another terrace in between his jumping and landing points and had to adjust in midair and ended up landing on his shoulder. He came home and told me he was hurt, but he didn't seem to be in that much pain. When I asked him if he needed to go to the ER, he said he didn't think it was that bad and he just took some Motrin and laid down.
A few minutes later, I was heading out the door to take Troy to football conditioning and heard Patrick yelping from his room. He was thinking he may have really hurt himself and needed that ER visit. Coree thought it was hilarious that I so nonchalantly said, "OK, get in the car." Once we were on our way, with each bump, Patrick moaned and yelped...so I knew it probably wasn't good. Luckily, the gym was barely off the path to the hospital, so we dropped off Troy and were on our way.
The visit was as close to perfect as an ER visit can be. There was only one other family in the waiting room (it was still during business hours on a Friday) and they were able to get us right in. The nurse diagnosed the broken collar bone correctly upon palpation, so the x-ray was really just a formality. I almost couldn't bring myself to look at it...but Patrick was impressed. He was disappointed he didn't get a scar out of the ordeal...or at least a cast people could sign. (a sling and swath just doesn't have the same cooleo factor, I guess.) Now we are charged with keeping him from falling and creating an open fracture (the bone is pretty sharp now and right under the skin) which would be a-whole-nother mess entirely! I'm thinking bubble wrap.
Luckily Patrick was feeling well enough to join us tonight for some really great Chinese food. We went to Ryu Dining...a little hole in the wall place (the Ball family recommended) that looks more like a beach burger shack on the outside than the really killer Chinese bistro that it is.
The decor was charming...
and the music was excellent (love Sinatra and Ella Fitzgerald, etc.) but there was only one other couple in the place...and when they left...
we had the owner all to ourselves, and he can TALK! Super nice guy...but dude...how are we supposed to keep shoveling in your awesome food if you keep talking?
We will definitely be repeat customers, though. Can't wait to bring Cliff here.
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Got me good! I figured it was Troy for sure! Was that in Patrick's saluting shoulder?? I once HAD chinese food WITH broken bones in it. Was on R and R in Hong Kong at a floating Chinese restaurant. I played it safe and ordered the chicken. They just took a meat cleaver to the whole bird, cooked it and plated it. I was a little surprised.
Yum! I had no idea how relevant my mixed posting was, lol! Cliff says he's been to a floating restaurant in Hong Kong, too!
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