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Thursday, May 19, 2011

King of Pain

My son played a tough game of lacrosse last night.  His team ended up winning 10-9 in an all-out battle, which left him with a bruise on his ribcage where a hard shot hit him, followed by a stick.  Ouch. 

I am no doctor, but I am pretty sure nothing was broken.  In fact, that night he seemed perfectly fine.  It wasn't until the next morning at school that I started receiving the following texts:

Son:  It hurts to cough and walk with the bruise I have.  I <3 Sarah

Me:  It will quit hurting when the pain goes away.  Also, pain is weakness leaving the body.  Luv Mom

Son:  I can't run.  I <3 Sarah

Me:  Then you won't be on the track team.  U already missed 1 practice.  Suck it up.  Luv Mom

Son:  Can u write me a note and put it in the office?

Me:   (Nothing--I did not reply)

And that was the end of that.  He went to track practice and survived.

I hope he doesn't really have a cracked rib.  I would feel terrible.

-Lela

5 comments:

Matty said...

The wisdom of a mom>>>>no reply.

tsonodablog said...

Oh gosh. Love this. Tough and smart Mom. You rock Lela. He knows that too, I'm sure.
Love the (Nothing-I did not reply)

Michelle said...

It always feels worse the next day. Give it a couple days and if it's still excruciating take him for an xray.

Mommy Lisa said...

I don't think there is much to do with a cracked rib anyway...isn't it kind of like a broken toe? Wrap it up and suck it up until it heals?

blueviolet said...

Love your tough love. He's better for it!