The forearm consists of two bones; the ulna and the radius. In the x-Ray of Ryan’s forearm (below), the ulna (on the left) is the bone that is completely separated. The radius is the bone that appears as though it is healing.
For the sake of reference, Ryan’s hand is at the top of the picture and elbow is at the bottom. So, the trauma is just a few inches below the joint.
The initial report that came back from the radiologist was favorable, believe it or not! It indicated the break was healing, albeit slowly. Well, I have no formal training is reading films, but this wasn’t sitting well with me. To me, and call me crazy, the bone should be one, uninterrupted length. And really, shouldn’t it be somewhat straight?
This is when I asked Dr. Rodriguez to get involved. On Friday, he called the radiologist to discuss their findings. Like me, it just didn’t seem right to him. Also like me, this is not an area of expertise so we relied heavily on the radiologists. The result of that call was they would go back and re-evaluate the break. Get an orthopedic radiologist involved.
This morning I picked-up the following email from Dr. Rodriguez:
“I did just hear back from the radiologist. She says that after consultation with several other radiologists, they conclude that there does appear to be non-union of the ulna. This means that we will need Dr. Johnson to see Ryan.”
Another trip out with Ryan. These are so consuming and are quite a production. There is so much that goes into just getting him ready for transport. Then, it’s so uncomfortable as people openly gawk at him. I always come home sad and angry. Always.
Then, on top of everything else, I’ve always hated taking the kids to the doctor anyhow. I get really childish. I fume when our appointment time comes and we are still in the waiting room. I pout and have a hissy fit waiting in the exam room. Yep, just generally not a nice guy to be around.
Thank goodness we have excellent doctors now. There was a time when I had a general practitioner that drove me crazy. He billed me for a “no show” for an appointment I rescheduled weeks before. Then, in sweet revenge, he cancelled on me the day it was rescheduled. They called me the morning of the appointment. I sent him a bill. Sorry, it’s just policy…