My little man and his friend collided while playng basketball yesterday. I spent the majority of the night in the ER with him, because Dad looked at his nose and felt it didn't look right. We walked out of there after hours of waiting to be seen for 20 seconds by a useless doctor with a diagnosis of "Nasal Contusion, possible fracture."
We have a follow-up appointment on Tuesday to get x-rays taken to see if there is a fracture.
It's fun being the mother of a boy...
I have contemplated digging out an old Halloween mask to let him wear in public until the bruised nose/eyes heal. I can't stand the dirty looks I get from people that think I punched the kid in the face...