I'm going to rant for a moment, and I'll preface this by saying I know that this won't apply to all parents- quite frankly, I'm appalled that it applies to ANY and that's why I feel the need to bring this up...
As some of you know, I work as an athletic trainer at the middle school level. For those who aren't familiar with it, athletic training is a branch of sports medicine that provides preventitive care, assessment, diagnosis, treatment, and rehabilitation of sports related injuries. I spend my afternoons on the sideline of practices and games, ensuring that the kids receive immediate care in the event that they are injured.
Since the start of the middle school season last week, I have had
three football players with broken bones! Last Monday, a kid broke his wrist doing up-downs. After assessing him and determining his wrist may be broken, I splinted him and spoke to his parents when they arrived to pick him up. Their immediate reaction upon seeing their kid blew my mind- rather than sounding concerned about their kid's arm being in a splint, their tone was one of irritation. I explained the situation, and they seemed totally put out that they'd have to take their kid for an x-ray.
On Friday, another kid was stepped on and upon assessment, I determined he had a fractured fibula (the skinny bone on the outside of your lower leg). I was barely touching the bone during my assessment and the poor kid was crying his eyes out from the pain. I called his parents, and his dad arrived to pick him up. His dad very gruffly and disbelievingly asked why he had been called to the school and asked to see where I thought the bone was broken. His dad kneels down beside him and grabs the kid's leg so hard his knuckles turned white, as if he was checking to see if the kid was actually in pain or just putting it on. The assistant student activities coordinator, coach, principal and myself all looked at each other in disbelief that he would do something so cruel! He then stands up, looks at us and says, "I'll wait until his mom gets home from work and we'll talk about whether or not we'll take him for an x-ray." He then started walking towards the parking lot, his son limping along behind him (fibulas are non-weight bearing bones, so it's possible to walk with a broken one) and when he reached the parking lot he turned to his son and told him to hurry the hell up.
Really??? Seriously parents, if you're not willing to deal with the potential consequences of your child playing a sport, DO NOT send them out there to play!
FOOTBALL IS NOT DAYCARE. When you sign off that your kid can play, you're signing off that you are willing to take them to the ER if need-be. You are signing off that you will leave work and come pick up your kid from practice if need-be. If your child is
BROKEN,
act like you give a damn! That poor boy on Friday sat there and listened to his dad say he "might" take him to the ER.
What the hell do you think that does to a 12 year old kid to hear his dad make it blatantly clear that he doesn't care that he's got a broken leg? If you don't want to take care of a kid,
don't have one in the first place!!!! For the record- the kid with the jerk of a dad has a history of bad behavior at school- hmm, I wonder why?
And one last note- I had this same conversation with all three of the kids with broken bones:
Me to Kid: How much milk do you drink?
Kid: None! Milk is disgusting!
Me to Parent: Your child says they don't drink milk.
Parent: Oh no, he hates milk.
I'm sorry, but when did kids gain such total control over their parents? Parents,
quit being doormats! I hate milk too, but I still drink some on occasion, and -
shocker - I've never broken a bone! Do you let your kid eat cake for dinner? Or do you make them eat a bit of vegetables? I hate broccoli, but as a kid my mom made me sit at the table until I ate it. Unless your kid has some medical condition that means they shouldn't consume milk, make them drink it! You're an adult, and they're a child!
Be the adult! Take some control! This is almost as bad as the fact that
I've got 11 year old athletes with tattoos!
I will say that when I spoke to the parents of the kid who I believed to have a fractured fibula yesterday (2 in a week- what are the chances?), they were totally cool with taking him for an x-ray. They thanked me for making the call to keep him from playing in the scrimmage yesterday, and said they'd take him to get it checked out. So I know it's not all parents... but quite frankly, I'm mad that there are
any parents out there who are so flippant about their child's well being, let alone two out of three.
Regardless of whether your kid is deliberate or accidental, you've put another human on this Earth and you're responsible for its upbringing.
Rant over.