It happened again. My son broke his arm. A second time… now his right arm has had the radius, ulna, AND humerus bones broken. This time he was playing on the monkey bars at school and fell.
It happens, kids fall and get hurt… their bones heal. Their tears dry, and the sun shines again.
BUT.
As a father, being helpless to fix the problem leaves me like an ANGRY lion berserking on EVERYTHING in sight! When your kids are in pain… there is NOTHING worse.
An issue only made worse by his mother being a selfish twat that reminds me why I celebrate being single every day of my life.
This morning, my prince woke up at 3:50 howling in pain because he couldn’t get comfortable in his damn cast and his bone healing hurts.
This is going to be a LONG 6 weeks 😩
It’s 5am… he’s now AWAKE for the day… FML. I’m gonna need a monster!
