Last night Collin was playing in the kitchen as I went to sit down in the living room with Brody, and I heard "that cry" that I had never heard. The cry of extreme pain. I ran around the corner to the kitchen and saw Collin lying on a blanket on his back. As I picked him up he was saying ouchie, and I thought he had re injured his foot that he fractured last Saturday (under the pillow in the picture). He then started grabbing at his right leg, and I noticed a HUGE bump on his shin. Thankfully, my fab mother-in-law was available (Jeff was working, unable to answer my frantic calls), and came down to watch the other kiddos while me and Collin took a trip to the emergency room. We ended up splinting it for the drive with a blanket and duct tape. We are in the middle of moving, and all key broken bone, splint items are already moved!
The doctors and nurses were great! They made a special point to get him a ball (which he loves), and bubbles! He ended up with a broken tibia, and we will have it casted next week. Jeff said I could get him a pink cast, but I think Collin would hold it against me 
when he gets older :)
The hospital took great care of us to ensure he was a comfortable as possible. Jeff ended up getting off work and making it to the hospital as we were being discharged.
I think I handled my first broken (rush to the emergency room) bone pretty well! I only cried on the way home for a few seconds! Everything was happening way to fast to freak out.
I will definantely post again after he gets his cast next week!
