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July 23, 2005


My oldest did this (FOOSH injury) about a year ago. There was just a unique "quality" to the way he cried.

As a child I broke numerous bones and I always "just knew" when it was broken.

I also "just knew" that Gabe was really hurt. ER. X-rays. Orthopedist. Cast for just three weeks. It all became a "fun" story for my boy.

I figure it was likely the first of many (I have three kids under age 5).

Good job Mama!

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