The bellow he released was like none I'd heard. I looked at the arm he was coddling and it was turned slightly inward above the wrist.
Great, I thought. Our first broken bone. Should we get it set here in-country? Do we race him to a neighboring country that actually provides plaster casts? Will he spend the whole summer sitting on the edge of the pool watching his friends swim? This is a huge bummer.
But then, the Xray showed not a break, but a bend, called a buckle fracture. Apparently Zion still has his toddler "rubber bones," or "green bones," like the young branches of a healthy tree.
A brace for three weeks and some Motrin for the pain and swelling. That's it! We are very thankful parents today. No trips out of the country for orthopedic care. What a relief.
