Getting a little too brave

It was bound to happen at some point. And it did on Monday. Claxton and one of our neighbors were playing outside running, climbing, swinging, laughing and having a big time. Then Claxton got a little braver than he should have and tried to climb the ladder to the play set while carrying something in one hand. And the inevitable happened. He fell. So the running and climbing and laughing and having a big time came to screeching halt. We checked him over thoroughly at that time and later before bed time. Everything seemed to be just fine. I fully expected a bruise on his knee because I thought he hit the rung when he fell. But it never bruised. He did limp a little when he walked, but that was after we asked him if his knee was okay. So at this point we didn’t know if he was really hurting or just looking for a little sympathy. We decided to go on about our day because there was no swelling or bruising. Today when I went in to get him up he told me his foot hurt. We asked him to walk and again he did with a limp. Then we asked him to run, and he couldn’t. We called the doctor. So he and Brian went off to get it check out and then they were sent to have an x-ray. Apparently the pediatric radiologist saw a line from one angle that he believes is not a fracture but bruised tissue. Our pediatrician got a copy this afternoon and is not yet convinced that it is not a small fracture. So on Friday we will be making our first trip to a pediatric orthopedic. It’s not major, but we are certainly praying that it’s not fractured. He was actually starting to run and jump a little this afternoon so it probably is just an internal bruising. We're still going to have it examined. Better to be safe than sorry.