Rod and I majorly failed as parents.
We have lived in Utah our whole lives and have never taught our kids to ski or snowboard. Tyleigh has always wanted to learn, but her poor knees were injured for so long and soccer was always in the way,
so she never got the chance.
Cute Rylan surprised her and got her a pass for Christmas and took her to Brighton to learn.
As with everything this girl does, it's go big or go home - so she did!
She took a good fall and landed on her wrists.
Her watch may have prevented one wrist from breaking, but her right wrist wasn't so lucky.
She ended up with a comminuted wrist fracture (which means her bone broke in more than three places) in her distal radius bone, some ligament damage, and a break in her ulna.
Like I said, go big or go home.
I asked her to hold her arm up for a picture of the bruising . . .
It's not exactly a normal shape.
We went to a hand doctor since her first diagnosis was just at an urgent care.
We were sure he would just cast it and send us on our way . . .
As soon as the doctor came in, he said "so, you're going to need surgery."
They put her arm in a splint to stabilize it better until we meet with the actual hand surgeon.
She was thrilled.
Ty's quote was "just as we get out of the knee surgery era, we start the broken bone era!"
I hope not!
Wish us luck!
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