Although it was Gage’s 10th birthday yesterday, we had to finish stacking the wood that was delivered in the middle of the big storm last week. It was dumped in our carport which meant our cars were not parked in the carport. So, we were working as a family stacking wood.
None of us was particularly happy about it. Stacking wood isn’t exactly the world’s funnest activity. Still, we were doing it together and more than one neighbor had commented that we were laughing to much to be REALLY stacking wood.
We’d just finished giving Gage a hard time about his bootlaces which were so loose that the laces from one boot had gotten stuck on the hooks on the other boot. He’d fixed it and was carrying a load of wood to the stack when disaster . . .
He tripped and went down flat. With the load of wood in his hands, he hadn’t been able to stop himself and landed — wood and all — on top of his hands. He rolled over yelling.
His thumb was mashed. The nail was already turning purple and when I got him inside to ice it, I saw that the knuckle was also getting discolored. Oh boy.
It got swollen but not too swollen. It hurt and throbbed but not so that Advil and Tylenol didn’t help. My gut said it wasn’t broken but . . .
This morning, I’m relieved to report that the throbbing has stopped. He slept all night (although I got him up at 1:30 for more pain reliever). He reports that he is able to press the A button on the Wii controller so I think we’re safely past the crisis point.
Still, curled up on the couch in pain was not his FIRST choice for how to spend his 10th birthday. Even with hot chocolate and ice packs and lots of cuddles from his mom.