Two weeks ago on Sunday around 9pm, I got a call from a downright chipper Rob, declaring that he had broken his leg. I'm sure it was the shock of the incident. He told me I needed to come to the hospital to meet him. I asked if I could just come get him and take him to the hospital and that is when he informed me that his foot was not facing the correct direction. Ick, okay just go! Apparently he thought the fun thing to do while being loaded onto an ambulance is to take a picture (this is the graphic pic - I guess it may not be that graphic but it creeps me out so I thought it deserved warning):
He had literally just fallen wrong while stopping once but that was enough to do it. I guess the fact that his foot was facing the wrong direction wasn't proof positive to the ER staff that it was broken so they went ahead and got some xrays. Here you can see the spiral break:
They put his foot facing the correct direction (I'll leave those details out but suffice it to say that it was unfortunate that the thing that was supposed to knock him out for 10 minutes didn't work) and wrapped it. He went to the ortho unit (it was 1am by this point) and I finally left at 3am to go home and sleep for a few hours before his surgeon came to talk to us. I was back up at 7am, we saw the surgeon, and he was in surgery from 1-4pm. He came back looking like this:
His leg came back looking like this (I got to be the first one to ask if they made it look like a skate on purpose):
His leg was broken in 2-3 spots but there were a total of 10 or so breaks. His tibia had a spiral break and a lengthwise break by the ankle; his fibia had a butterfly break. Basically, he REALLY broke his leg. The put in a plate and 8 screws, which is what you were seeing in the previous picture. After one more night in the hospital, he was allowed to go home with the instructions to stay off of it and stay home to avoid people accidently bumping it. Finally yesterday he got his hard cast on, choosing the color that was closest to his team color:
Hannah was the first to sign, followed by Hailey (the "H") and then me (R+A in the heart):
He still has to stay off it by using crutches and he can't drive or put any weight on it until the cast comes off in 6 weeks, at which point he will go into a walking cast for another 6 weeks. They said about 2/3rds of the cases need physical therapy, so we will see. All in all, they expect it to take 6 months to a year before he is 100% again. So yes, Daddy REALLY DID "ba-wake his yeg." A lot.