Brant

Brant had quite the summer this year. He was outside in the backyard playing with Mia and Mason and somehow managed to break both of his arms. Since neither Mia nor Mason actually saw what happened, we'll never know exactly how he broke them, but he must have fallen somehow. Anyway, we didn't even know they were broken till later that night he kept waking up and fusing and favoring one arm when he would try to crawl out of his bed. So, I took him to the ER where I had to convince the doctor to x-ray him because he didn't believe anything was wrong. So, they found a small break in his left arm and we put a cast on it two days later. That night we noticed that he was not using his right arm either. I think that he must have broken both arms at the same time, but the left was worse. Then once he got his left cast on, he tripped a few times (since he is a clumsy 17 month old) and landed on his other arm since he couldn't catch himself with the other arm in the cast and I think he made it worse. So, we took him in and got that one checked....yup broken. The good new is that he only had to wear them 3-weeks; the bad news is that we had them taken off while we were in Malad and the doctor there used ANCIENT equipment and CUT him 3 times trying to get them off. I felt so bad for Brant, but other than the many traumatic doctor visits this summer, he was a happy kid and had fun in Idaho.