I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving!
Sorry my wishes are late, but we have had an interesting couple of days!
Tuesday night, the four of us went out and had a very nice dinner. After dinner, my son decided he wanted to go for a bike ride with some friends.
So I decided to head out to the workshop and try to finish up some orders. Prince Charming comes out and says he needs to go and check on George because he fell and hurt his ankle. George is a typical 16 yr old boy, and gets bumps and bruises all the time. So I didn't think much of it.
Until about 10 minutes later, when one of George's friends came racing to the house with his bike. He was screaming, "Mamma Rinaldi, Mamma Rinaldi!!!!" That's what all of George's buddies call me. Lol!
I run out of the workshop and he tells me that George hurt his ankle really bad and that "Big Man" (that's what they call the Prince) needs me to come over there!
So, I run over to where George is, just about about a half a block from our house. I turned the corner and was not prepared to see all the red lights that awaited me!
As I got closer, George was laying on the ground with a group of kids surrounding him. The ambulance had just pulled up. I looked down at my boy's foot and it was literally just dangling there. Something ugly was trying to protrude from his skin. I almost got sick!
So...long story short... George was trying to do a trick on his bike that went terribly wrong. He was taken by ambulance to our county's Trauma Center. He was transferred to The Maria Ferreri Children's Hospital, which is one of the best hospitals in the country.
X-rays showed a broken tibula and fibula and a dislocated ankle. He had surgery very late Wednesday night to use plates and screws to put his bones back together.
Thankfully, he was able to get up, use crutches, and come home with us yesterday afternoon!
He's still in quite a bit of pain, and has taken over our family room so that he can be close to the bathroom. But I'm so glad to have him home, I wouldn't have it any other way!