So, as if all the issues happening with our move to France wasn't making life interesting enough, yesterday Oli (nearly 3 years old) managed to fall off the steps to the slide in the park and has clean snapped his femur. He's doing alright at the moment (enough to wake me up at 5:30am to get me back into hospital to see him), and is going into surgery first thing this morning for them to basically screw his leg back together, as it's a location that's an absolute swine to put a cast on apparently. He's spent the night in traction and has had an impressive array of Class A pharmaceuticals, including morphine, heroin and ketamine at various stages. The fact that local searches have already caused us to push back our moving date (we were due to move this coming Wednesday) might not have been such a bad thing after all...

Oh Noes! Poor Oli and poor you and The Wench! Kids do have a gift for this type of thing. I was about 3 years old and waited until the day of my Dad's driving test to climb up on the kitchen side and try to hang from the door of the crockery cupboard, bringing the entire thing and myself crashing to the floor in a haze of broken plates and dishes.

Good luck for his surgery today, hope it all goes to plan and he's out tomorrow.

Kids! 'Oo'd 'Ave 'Em??

This.

My break happened when I was five. I managed to not jump off a park bench backwards, and broke one of the bones in my left wrist. For some reason the hospital fitted me out with a cast almost as long as my arm!

Well no surgery today in the end, for a number of reasons. They don't have any pins in stock that are small enough to do the operation so are having to see if they are even manufactured, they want to give the swelling time to go down and for the two faces of bone to go sticky (not quite sure what that means). They also seem to want to wait for a specific surgeon to be available to do the op as well, and from what the nurses said he's the surgeon you one really wants to be doing this sort of procedure. May still end up with his legs in a double cast but fingers crossed they can get hold of the right pins.

Poor Oli, how are you and Tora holding up? I'll be thinking 'tiny pin' thoughts at you all, surely this can't be the first time in recent history that a tiny boy has broken a tiny bone? Hoping for good news! I was 12 when I broke my femur and ended up in a full leg cast over the summer holidays, it was no fun so tell Oli from me that the next time he plans something like this, bounce! *hugs*

I know how you feel. Our eldest fell of a slide once and bit into his own tongue and hit his head. He still has a slight scar on his tongue.
I felt aweful about it all for ages.