Oh man!  And I thought we'd get a solid, rainy-night sleep last night.

As Jahred was putting Axel to bed, un-witnessed by me, there must have been some fooling around.  Something about spinning, twisting and a pull?

Minutes later we were bringing our writhing in pain little man to the ER with ice, his blanket and a whole lot of thanks for having "connections" at the local hospital.

Jahred's RN status, although great on it's own, gave us a "to the top of the list" pass above a full ER waiting room.  I felt a little guilty, but hey, he puts in his hours in that building.

Seriously, a great act by Axel.  He fooled four members of the medical staff into a believing his wrist was shattered.

While putting up a HUGE fit about having an x-ray taken, it seems that the broken joint was simply out of place and he managed to fling it back in, all on his own.  The result is a perfectly beautiful little image of one ready to grow arm.

I'm completely relieved that our first run to the ER ended in nothing but an exciting adventure for Axel, a little lost sleep for us and a few souvenirs for the road.