They were both jumping on a mattress, deciding to rebound off the frame. Lucas broke a blind and Riley kamakazeed through the window.
The SOUND was SHOCKING!! Glass and squealing and the reaction of Lucas that could see the whole picture. I was stuck in the hallway - unable to go in - too scared!
Then out he ran yelling with his arm flapping open. We both freaked out and yelled for a good few seconds, then the headless chicken run for the phone. LUCKILY he hadn't hit an artery, otherwise I'd have been stuck there applying pressure and unable to find the phone!
Ambulance was on the way, pressure applied, Lucas did the best job ever at finding our shoes and essentials for the trip. Steve was even called on the job - phew!
Don't let the smiles fool you. It was Dad magic that managed that :)
Riley was anxious and freaking out. "Put a bandaid on it Mum!!!"
Riley was anxious and freaking out. "Put a bandaid on it Mum!!!"
Lucas having the time of his life (he even helped push the bed) while Riley's starting to get really worried about how much this could hurt (more!)
The next day he had his surgery. We were SO BLESSED to find out that he hadn't hit any nerves. Missed everything and just got the fatty tissue in his "chicken wing" part of the arm.
This whole fiasco had been blessed from beginning to end. Having Steve there, Steve being given time off work (and then on holidays), Riley not hitting an artery or nerves, then wonderful care and recovery.
So since holidays were postponed (not fair to go to the beach if Riley can't swim), Steve took the boys camping. Exhausting for Steve. The kids were up late then up again at 5:30am and playing on the flying fox etc. 7am was breakfast (after a hike) and they were home, exhausted at 8:30am. So glad I slept at home!! haha
A week or so later the boys got out Farmor and Gramps' present to Lucas. They are now officially super heros!
