Brian is not healing like the ortho doctor thinks he should. He may have to have surgery. cha-ching. Needless to say, we are using that bone growth stimulator like crazy trying to make that darn bone grow.
It does this really cool thing. He has to tape the silly thing to his collar bone because the strap that it has on it is poorly designed to work on the collar bone... broken arm, fine. broken leg, fine... broken collar bone, not so much. Momma likes to use alot of tape, but Brian is pretty picky about the sticky. teehee. Oh looky Brian, I don't know how that tape ended up over your mouth:) Anyhow... once we have it properly placed he pushes the button on the timer thingy and he has sit in such a way as needed to have the probe make contact. It takes twenty minutes. If he moves wrong, it yells at him. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. He then quickly adjusts his behavior in such a way as to please the beeper. Wow. I really could have used one of those a few years ago.
"Brian, don't throw those clothes on the floor... BEEP."
"Brian, pick up those dishes off of the table... BEEP."
"Brian, don't talk to your sister that way... BEEP."
"Brian, do your homework... BEEP."
Thinking about selling this ultrasound machine when we are done with it. Any takers?