When I collected Offspring #1 from school yesterday he told me that his hand hurt. I threw it a cursory glance, declared that it was fine and started to lead the way to the car, grabbing his hand as I walked. Oooops, grabbed the sore hand. He yelled and cried and I took a closer look then realised it was actually quite swollen and, after a poke or two, that it was very tender. Decision time. Take him home and listen to the moaning (he's a total sook) or go straight to the doctor, pay through the nose for a visit, and get it seen?
Off to the doctor we went. Who sent us down the hill for x-rays. Who charges us even more money and then sent us back up the hill to the Dr so he could tell us #1's thumb was badly sprained but not broken. The hand was bandaged to provide it with some support and he was told to take it easy, not take part in his sports class today and that hopefully he'd be fine for the footy game on Sunday.
Luckily it's his left hand so all is good school-wise, just can't do sport. He decided to help me out and write the note to his teacher letting him know.
I thought it was super cute and simply added my bit on the end:
Dear Mr Teacher,
As Ben has so succinctly stated, he has sprained his thumb rather badly - x-rays show no break - and is not to do sport today.
Kind regards,
Ben's Mum
When I collected him today the teacher gave me back the note. He and his student teacher thought it was super-cute too and that I might like to keep it. They didn't know I'd already taken a photo of it this morning LOL.
2 comments:
Poor kid! But really nice of the teachers to give it back! :-)
Very sweet about the note and what a thoughtful teacher! glad to hear it is only a sprain--would never wish a cast of any size on anyone after our experience in the lat year. Get well soon to #1!
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