Thursday, August 2, 2012

Evan's Story, Chapter 24, Snap


Snap
For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord.
Isaiah 55-8

  We were warned. A year after the rod surgery, Evan was back in Dr. Rinsky’s care for a minor surgery. The lower part of one of the stainless steel rods was poking at Evan’s skin.
   I asked, “So, you’re going to go in there with a hacksaw and trim the rod?”
   “Oh no, we’re much more high tech than that.” He sounded insulted.
   That we could joke about it shows how minor a surgery it was. And in fact, it was. Evan’s recovery was very fast. As Evan was being discharged, Dr. Rinsky had some final words.
“He’s healing very well. After the spinal fusion, there’s really nothing more I can do for him. But I must warn you, he’s getting to the age when kids like him start to break bones.”
   Evan was sixteen when it happened. While he was putting on his shoes, he heard a snap.
   Evan said, “Mom, I heard a snap.”
   Cindy examined the leg. A snap could mean a broken bone. We had false alarms before, but you could never be too sure. There was no redness or swelling that would be expected with a broken bone. But Evan said he heard something, so she called Dr. Bravo. Since there were no symptoms for a break, Dr. Bravo concluded that Evan was good to go.
    That was great news for Evan. He had big plans that day. This was “Super Saturday” for the Santa Maria Stake. The LDS young men and young women from the Santa Maria area performed a service activity at the YMCA in Santa Maria.  The service activity was followed by swimming in the YMCA pool. I helped him in and out of the pool without noticing anything wrong with his legs. Afterwards, there was a dinner and a dance.
   Around midnight, as Cindy was helping get Evan settled into bed, she felt the upper leg bone moving. We wanted to be wrong, but it looked like Evan had been wheeling around all day with a broken femur. Two hours later, an Emergency Room doctor and we were looking at an x-ray of Evan’s right femur. Or, I should say, we were looking at two parts of his femur, the upper part and the lower part. It was a clean break. Why there never was any swelling or redness remains a mystery.
   We were told that Sierra Vista Hospital didn’t have the capability of dealing with a break like this with a child like Evan. We were advised to go home, get some sleep, and drive north for four hours to Stanford’s Lucille Packard Children’s Hospital.
   Several hours later, we were trying to explain to the Emergency Room personnel at Lucille Packard Children’s Hospital why we were there. This seemed like a no brainer. He had a broken femur. Sierra Vista wouldn’t touch him with a ten foot pole and they didn’t have any eleven foot poles. Surely, Lucille Packard would admit him, pin his femur back together and help him get well. After what seemed a long time, Evan was admitted. We signed our permission for a leg operation and then waited for the next day.
   Dr. Rinsky was called in to take a look at Evan and the x-ray. He shook his head and said, “You’re not going to like what I’m about to say, but were not going to do anything with this.”
   “What?” we exclaimed.
   Assured of our full attention, Dr. Rinsky explained, “Yes, we could go in and pin it, and put his leg in a cast, but the bone will only break again. We will keep his leg immobilized by a pillow splint. If the leg is properly immobilized with the two parts together, the bone will eventually grow back together. It will not grow back straight, but that doesn’t matter. Evan is not ambulatory, so no weight is ever put on the leg.”
   They used ordinary pillows in the pillow splint. While keeping him for another day, we were trained on transferring Evan and changing the pillow splint.
   Then we were sent home. While I was at work, Cindy was the one to change the pillows and do most of the moving. She could still feel the bones moving.
  She called Dr. Rinsky and asked, “Are you sure this is the right thing to do?”
  “Yes,” was the reply, “His leg will heal. Trust me.”
   After a few weeks in this pillow splint, Evan’s right femur did indeed mend. Evan still dresses himself, but we put his shoes on.

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