A Broken Arm

A Broken Arm

In July 25th, 2010, my daughter asked if she could go play with her friends who lived near our house.
She wanted to go skating with the skates I bought for her in June that year during a trip to Belgium.

I agreed and brought her to her friends.

As I needed some computer parts, I left her with her friends and went to the IT-Center. The mother of her friends was at home and watching the kids playing.

Barely arrived at the computer shop, the mother of her friends called me and told me that my daughter had fallen whilst riding her skated and was crying very hard. I rushed back to the house and my daughter was crying from pain in her arm. I made a quick support for her arm with a towel and rushed to the hospital nearby.

As I passed my house on the way to the hospital and told my wife that I was bringing our daughter to the hospital. But she was too busy chatting with her group of ladies about "the lucky lottery numbers".

At the hospital, the Emergency doctor asked for some X-Rays.
But on the X-Rays there was no fracture and the doctor assumed that it was pain from the fall.

I was not convinced with the explanation of the doctor (I had been working as a Firefighter and knew that something was broken).

My daughter was transferred to an Orthopedic doctor, and he ordered for new X-Rays from another angle. He noticed that my daughter her arm was broken at the elbow and needed urgent surgery. A screw was inserted in her arm to fix the bones at the elbow.

I waited outside the surgery room and about 1 hour later the Orthopedist came to me and told me that my daughter her arm was broken long ago but never been treated. He asked if I knew more about that, but that was unknown to me. He asked me to call my wife and ask her to come over urgently.

About 1 hour later my wife arrived and the doctor asked her the same question.

She started to laugh and said that long ago, my daughter was playing with the door of the freezer. She had told my daughter several times to stop with that, but my daughter kept playing with the freezer door. She did grab my daughter by the arm and pulled her away from the freezer. During the pulling she heard a little crack, but she didn't think that she broke the arm of my daughter.

The doctor told my wife that he was bound to file a report about this. He filed a Police report, but I never heard anything about it anymore.

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