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Evan came home Sunday night in a cab, on crutches, with a bunch of pain medicine coursing through his veins. The x-ray was negative, the CT was negative, and all the ER folks could really do was scratch their heads and tell him to see his regular doctor. He managed to get upstairs and onto the futon, so we both went to sleep after midnight. I woke at around 5am to hear him yelling my name from the living room, and whimpering, in terrible pain. I managed to get out of him that they'd given him a prescription (for about 2 days' worth of TyCo #3) so I grabbed it and rushed off to the 24-hour pharmacy. Thankfully Blue didn't wake up, so I left him in bed (Evan could call me or rouse Nathan downstairs if Blue woke up.) The pharmacist filled the prescription immediately, hooray, so I raced back to the house and gave Evan a pill. He'd calmed down somewhat by then, but I couldn't get back to sleep. So I had a rough time on Monday trying to get a bit of work done and making sure Evan's needs were met. Thankfully Monday was a Danni day so Blue was well taken care of.

So Evan still isn't able to stand up or bear any weight on that hip. His mom will come over and help him go to see his doctor today while I'm at work and Blue is with Danni.