Broken Leg and a Cuddly Cat

Last Tuesday, I got a phone call from the trainer at the high school saying I needed to come get Tom. He got hurt in practice and he probably should go to the ER. I wasn't that alarmed. It didn't sound like it was anything too serious. I was thinking maybe a sprain. When I got to the school, Tom was lying on a table with his left leg elevated and he was shaking uncontrollably and the color of his face would change from red to white. The trainer started trying to tell me what was wrong, but I didn't hear much of what he said. My baby was hurting and I thought I was going to pass out. They put a splint on Tom's leg, tried to keep me from losing consciousness, then loaded us in my car and sent us on our way. When we got to the ER, they were very busy and didn't have a room for us so they put us is the hall to wait. It turns out that's not such a bad thing. No one could forget about us because we were in everyone's way. They took a picture of his leg, determined it was broken, put him in another splint and sent us home with instructions to call the orthopaedic surgeon the next day. We were in and out in 2 hours.

Yesterday he had surgery to repair the bone and ankle. I had no idea there would be this much metal in his body. One plate, 6 screws, and 2 metal buttons are holding him together. None of this has to come out. He'll have it forever.

He was pretty drugged up after surgery, thank goodness. He wanted to come home and get comfortable on the couch and that's exactly what we did.

Spencer loves to cuddle so I think the 2 of them will be good buddies.