Third time's a charm or is it?

Here is the phone call I got at work on the LAST day of school.

PHS staff: "Hello, is this Mrs. Smith?"

Me: "Yes" (I hate when I'm asked that!) It usually means something bad.

PHS staff: "Um, we've got your son here and he's hurt his arm and it's starting to swell and it hurts him alot."

Me: "Which son?"

PHS staff: "Um, I think he said his name was Christian."

Me: "Ok, I'll be there in a minute"

I picked up Christian and sho'nuf he's got this big bump on his wrist where it looks like he's broken something in there. Donny the trainer for Provo High was pretty sure it was broken and called the dr. to set up an appt. Xrays later, she said it was broken. Since he's broken the same arm TWO other times his bone has compressed. They wanted to leave some space between the broken parts. In order to do that they sort of have to pull apart the bones and set them that way. They sprayed him cold spray to deaden the spot where they would anethetize him. And boy was that weird...seeing them poke and prod ALL over in the spot of the break to numb him up so they pull apart his bones. Jens helped to hold/pull Christian's elbow in the opposite direction that the dr. was pulling.

Christian was playing bball with some friends...girls included and he slammed it and hung on the rim for awhile, swinging, he lost his balance and caught himself with his hand/arm.

Christian broke it in two different places: the bump that sticks out between your hand and your wrist is completely broken off and then farther down on the radius is a complete break across. I'll see if I can find the picture that the dr. drew and one that Jens took with his camera.