Like I was saying,

Wesley broke his wrist. Easter weekend he went to the Dunes with a friend (and the friend's parents). The first night there he had an accident on a quad and broke his wrist.

The x-rays revealed that he had broken it in two places and the breaks were very close to the growth plate in his wrist. Which could be a bad thing since Wesley is not quite done growing.

The following Monday he saw an orthopedic surgeon who decided to take Wesley to surgery to see what he could do to repair the damage.

Here we are arriving at the hospital. Not even being on lots of pain medication can make Wesley willing to be photographed.

Here he is saying something like "It's bad enough that I might DIE in surgery, can't you just leave me alone?"

He's soo dramatic. (I think he gets it from Ivy)

When we got inside Wes got to change into one of those super cool hospital gowns. I thought for certain he would want me to take his picture then, but no dice.

He did however get a nice shot of the "collection cups". It must be a man thing, just the sight of them was hilarious to him.

This is as close as I could get to a picture of him in his fancy hospital dress.

When it was all over a small incision had been made and a few pins inserted. His Dr. was able to set the arm without disturbing the growth plate, which means Wesley's arm should continue to grow as scheduled. It's in a splint for now, he will probably get a hard cast in about a week. All in all, not fun, but it could have been much worse. Wesley's Dunes days might over for a while.