Our family had a nice day up until around 5:00 p.m. that night. Fred & Collin were at a friends house. The younger boys were playing with the airsofts guns and Fred and Gary were up at the house talking, it was time to go so Fred had yelled at Collin "lets go" Collin started to run and tripped over some type of bar in the ground and landed on it, he said he had gotten up and felt like his knee was itchy, until he looked down and realized he had split it wide open, around an inch deep and 3 inches wide, Fred took him up to the emergency room and of course for a mom that wasn't there got a phone call "Collin is hurt bad meet me at the hospital" that has to be one of the most dreaded things every to happen to a parent, to watch your child turn white as a ghost and want to know if he is going to die. Collin was so scared and we felt his heart ache. Collin had asked Fred if he would pray while we were waiting for the doctor to come in, I'm glad he did, it made me feel better that Collin wanted God in on this whole procedure also.
We are on day 2 and no signs of infection (Thank God). Poor guy had to get his tetanus shot also, so his arm his hurting him also, but I think he'll be o.k.
He got balloons and candy bars from the church, I think he's feeling better already.
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