This past Saturday was Lil' Adam's second wrestling match. I missed the first half of it because I was at a Christmas tea with the ladies of our church, which happened to be alot of fun and I can't wait for next year. While I was at the tea, Big Adam texted me that Lil' Adam won his first match! I was so excited. So after the tea I headed over to his match. When I got there, you could see that Lil' Adam was so excited, he was really pumped up that he won, and it gave him a boost in his confidence. His next match came up and he did great. The match had to be decided, and Lil' Adam didn't win that one, but he did an awesome job. The other kid kept getting him pinned down, but he would slide right out of the pin.
It was his last match of the day. My sister, Jacqueline was there, and this was her first time seeing him wrestle. The match started, and the other kid kept doing for Lil' Adam's face, which I hadn't seen before. I was kneeling down next to the mat so I could get some pictures. Lil' Adam was pinned, but he slid right out. They were both on there feet, and the other kid rams into Adam taking him down, Adam got out of it, and they started in the middle of the mat again. The kid would let Adam up again so he could take him down, this time harder. They get more points for a move like that. Only this time, Adam didn't get up. He was laying on his side curled up, facing away from me. My heart went into my throat. The coaches went onto the mat, and rolled Adam over. He got his breath knocked out of him. After about a minute, Adam gets to his feet, and he goes back to the middle of the mat to finish the match. They start, and the whistle on the mat next to them goes off. Both boys thinks it is there whistle, so they stop and are at there feet. They think it is over. The ref signals to reingage, but Adam doesn't see it. The other kids catches Adam off guard, and rams into him, lifting him up, and slams him to the ground. This time, Adam doesn't get up again. He was laying on the mat. My first imstinct was to run on the mat and make sure he was ok. But I remembered what everyone kept telling me. All the guys at work, kept telling me not to go on the mat or my son would never here the end of it. So I sat there watching for what seems like forever, but I am sure it was no more than a minute. I could tell Lil' Adam was crying, so I knew somehting was wrong. As I sat there and watched the worst kept coming to into my mind, but I knew I just had to pray. So I sent a twitter, because I knew all my friends would pray with me. Finally Adam stood up, and the coaches helped him off the mat. He came and sat down with me and Big Adam and my sister. He was taking deep breaths trying to get his breath back, and he said his hand was hurting, so we got ice, and headed to get some ice cream because ice cream makes everything better. Adam was just bummed. He went from all the excitement of winning his first match, to not wanting to wrestle anymore. He showed me his hand, and he had alittle bump on it. We kept an eye on it, and he took a nap.
When he woke from his nap, his hand was even more swollan. You couldn't even see his knuckles. So I took him to the immediate care center. They said it wasn't broken, but she was surprised at how swollan it was. They sent the xrays to a specialist. Monday morning I kept him home from school, because his hand was still swollen, so I was going to get him into his doctor. The specialist called, and said his hand was fractured. So we went to the same specialist we went to a year ago when he broke his thumb on the same hand. So when the dr asked him what color cast he wanted he said Red (or course). Adam looked at me, and said, "Go Cards and Merry Christmas!"
So as of right now, Adam doesn't want to wrestle any more, but we will see how he feels when he gets his cast off in a month. As his mom, I don't want him to wrestle. It wasn't something I was overly exicted about, but it was somehting he wanted to do, so I suported that, and I encouraged him. So as much as I don't want to see him out on that mat again, I don't want him to quit either. I want him to get out there, and conquer that fear.