Yesterday, Saturday October 10, 2015, my daughter and I were able to go together to my church and do some crafts. We both made wreaths. It was a great day together. Then she came to our house and spent some time with myself and her Dad which we all enjoyed a great deal. That is the good news.
After she left she stopped at the gas station to get gas before she went home. After getting the gas she called home to let her family know she was on the way. Her son Nate answered the phone and told his Mom that he had fallen off his bike.
When she got home she saw that both hands were pretty scraped up. He had his helmet on so it protected his head. This morning Nate was complaining that his one hand hurt a lot. So Tim, his Dad, took him to the doctors.
The doctor looked at it and since it was swollen she sent Nate over to the ER to get x-rays. The doctor thinks Nate may have broken it. So at the time I am writing this they have not received and answer back from the ER yet. Nate is the one that broke a front tooth a few weeks back in a gym accident.
I remember those days very well when our children were younger and how many trips to the ER and doctors we had made.
The Lord was with him as he could have had a head injury also.
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