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Nursemaid's Elbow

For those that don't know what Nursemaid's elbow means, you can find the definition here, but it's basically an elbow that is pulled out from it's joint.  A dislocated elbow.  It's a very common injury in children, under the age of 2.  And last week, I did this to Coen while playing with him.

What happened?

Well... he was standing on the couch (which we are trying to stop) behind me.  I pulled his arms over my shoulders and pulled him onto my back like a piggy back but just held onto his arms and wiggled him around.  He was laughing laughing laughing... quiet.  I knew something was wrong and as soon as I got him in front of me, I knew exactly what was going on, but couldn't fix it.  We calmed him down a couple of times just to confirm that it was an arm pain thing and then I just knew that I would have to take him to the ER.

So, we went.

The nurse was a complete DB and had no patience for what I was dealing with or experiencing with Coen and his behavior toward the pain.  I was calm but she pissed me off.

We waited in a room for a few minutes, a dr came in, examined his arm and before I even knew what happened had popped the elbow back into place.  I thought he was just checking him out but then he said he felt the pop and we were all done.  He told us to wait around a little bit and that they would bring him a Popsicle and as long as he was using it without any pain, we'd be set to go.

A few minutes later, the Popsicle arrived, he reached for it with his left hand and then his right and then it was like nothing had happened and he was his happy self again.  Tired because it was passed his bedtime, but happy and LOVIN on his treat.

After about 30 minutes (far too long in my opinion), I opened the door, the nurse came in and we were released from the hospital.

How was Coen afterward?  Great.  Went home and acted as though nothing happened.  We were told to watch to see if he didn't use the injured arm or if the hand would turn pale... but outside of that, he was cleared to resume normal activity.

Scary, common and won't be the last injury.  Just felt bad that I actually did it to him while PLAYING and without meaning to hurt him... rather just make him laugh.

Just goes to show that it can happen to anyone.

The dr. did take my arm and he tried to explain what happened and how to fix it on me... but I couldn't hear much over Coen's screams so I'm sure when this happens again, we'll just pop back over to the ER to have them give it the proper twist before EVER trying to do it myself.

Poor thing.  I just felt awful, but I know it wasn't the end of the world.


MSDeyle said…
My parents dislocated my sister's shoulder THREE TIMES in two years by playing with her. My dad says he was starting to be think the hospital was getting suspicious and he was afraid to play with her too much! Thankfully she's fine and was always fine right away after popping it back in.

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