Nope, not the TV show. The actual emergency room. Justin's sister, Andria, and her husband, Matt, invited Justin to play on their company indoor soccer team last night. I went to watch. Within five minutes of starting the game, Justin was on the ground in extreme pain from a rolled ankle (and Matt had made a goal). Two guys carried him off the field, somebody got some ice, and I gave him 3 ibuprofen. He decided it was bad enough that it might be broken, so I took him to the American Fork hospital.
In New Haven there are stab wounds, gunshot wounds, 3-car pile-up injuries, and alcohol poisonings on any given night in the ER, and the wait takes 9 hours if you have something as minor as, oh, pneumonia.* In American Fork, though, there were a spider bite, a broken thumb, some sutures coming loose, and a sprained ankle. So we were happy to be in and out within 2 and a half hours.
Luckily, Justin's ankle is not broken. He tore some ligaments, and he is in quite a bit of pain.
*True story. Happened to me.
1 comment:
ouch! hope it heals quickly! and glad noone was hurt during the wagon incident
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