lumpkin
Ideal_Rock
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Starting the second day back from winter break, he has started to walk into school without me. We used to have to park and I'd go in with him to his classroom, and at the very beginning I had to take him early and go to the library and read for awhile, so this is a tremendous step forward! The first day back after school he began telling me how bad his day was and I kinda lost it on him -- mildly. I told him I was very discouraged and that he gets to go to the very best elementary school in the district and all he does is complain. I told him if he didn't have anything positive to say then keep quiet because I'm fed up with hearing how he hates school. I was really kind of harsh about it. The next thing I know he's telling me that, well, there is one good thing, computer lab!!! The next day he walked in on his own (well, with his big brother). So then he started talking about the games they played and describing some of the other activities. He got his report card today and it had a lot of S+ grades and only two S-, one was working independently and one was solving his own problems. The S+ ones were all in reading and math.
Then Sunday afternoon he cracked his elbo. He and his friend were playing and they were chasing each other. His friend was on a big wheel and he was on foot. His friend hit him with the big wheel and he fell on his knee and forearm on the sidewalk. He cried for the longest time and wouldn't tell me what happened, but after about an hour I noticed he was favoring his left arm. It took another hour to determine that it hurt for him to straighten it, but he was in very good spirits by that time. I called our nearest urgent care and they were closed so we had to go to the children's hospital urgent care. I almost didn't take him because there wasn't any bruising or swelling and he wasn't complaining much. I figured it would be a good opportunity to desensitize him to hospitals, and when we got there there were a LOT of sick kids with respiratory stuff. I almost took him home because I didn't want us to be exposed to all those germs just for the sake of this "experience", but he insisted that it still hurt to straighten his arm, and though I thought he might be milking it for attention we stayed. Good thing, too! The x-ray showed a fracture so they set it in a splint and in a week we have to go see an orthopedist and probably get a cast. He had a great time at the hospital. He saw 6 different people, who all asked what happened, and he told his story to each one of them with great enthusiasm. I was very pleasantly surprised at how articulate he was and how thoroughly he told the story. He got to pick the color of his splint wrap and he's just having a great time with the whole experience. I could not be more surprised.
I'm also talking about maybe working this summer and my older son said he thinks he'd like to go to summer camp. Now the younger one is thinking he might like it too.....could he be coming out of his shell?????? Hmmmm!
ETA: I was afraid his new progress of walking in to school without me would be lost because he had only done it once, and then broke his elbo. I was afraid he would not want to walk in without my carrying his backpack for him, but NOT SO!!! He had his bad arm inside his coat (not in the sleeve) and still carried the backpack on his good arm and didn't want me to go with him (I didn't ask if he wanted me to and he didn't ask me to). I'm so proud of him!
Then Sunday afternoon he cracked his elbo. He and his friend were playing and they were chasing each other. His friend was on a big wheel and he was on foot. His friend hit him with the big wheel and he fell on his knee and forearm on the sidewalk. He cried for the longest time and wouldn't tell me what happened, but after about an hour I noticed he was favoring his left arm. It took another hour to determine that it hurt for him to straighten it, but he was in very good spirits by that time. I called our nearest urgent care and they were closed so we had to go to the children's hospital urgent care. I almost didn't take him because there wasn't any bruising or swelling and he wasn't complaining much. I figured it would be a good opportunity to desensitize him to hospitals, and when we got there there were a LOT of sick kids with respiratory stuff. I almost took him home because I didn't want us to be exposed to all those germs just for the sake of this "experience", but he insisted that it still hurt to straighten his arm, and though I thought he might be milking it for attention we stayed. Good thing, too! The x-ray showed a fracture so they set it in a splint and in a week we have to go see an orthopedist and probably get a cast. He had a great time at the hospital. He saw 6 different people, who all asked what happened, and he told his story to each one of them with great enthusiasm. I was very pleasantly surprised at how articulate he was and how thoroughly he told the story. He got to pick the color of his splint wrap and he's just having a great time with the whole experience. I could not be more surprised.
I'm also talking about maybe working this summer and my older son said he thinks he'd like to go to summer camp. Now the younger one is thinking he might like it too.....could he be coming out of his shell?????? Hmmmm!
ETA: I was afraid his new progress of walking in to school without me would be lost because he had only done it once, and then broke his elbo. I was afraid he would not want to walk in without my carrying his backpack for him, but NOT SO!!! He had his bad arm inside his coat (not in the sleeve) and still carried the backpack on his good arm and didn't want me to go with him (I didn't ask if he wanted me to and he didn't ask me to). I'm so proud of him!
