One day, that family moved far, far away to a land called "South Carolina."
The poor mommy was so sad, for she had witnessed the little boy's fall. She quickly ran to his side and with tears in her eyes, begged him to please get up and come to her. She thought her heart would break as the little boy struggled to obey. He was very hurt and was unable to move for a few moments.
When the little boy finally crawled into his mommy's lap, she noticed his right arm was hanging limply at his side. The mommy motioned to a friend who worked in the medical field. After a quick examination, he let her know that the shoulder was still in place, and there was no bad break of the arm.
The mommy was quite relieved but was concerned that the boy was still whimpering and moaning thirty minutes after the fall. This was unusual, for he was a strong little boy. The mommy made a phone call to the little boy's daddy, and they decided she should take the little boy to the hospital.
She made a swift trip back home to drop off the little boy's older brother and pack a survival bag. The little boy and his mommy then headed for an unknown ER in that far, far away land.
His daddy brought him a Frosty.
His older brother wrote a letter to him.
His neighbors, the Russos, brought him a magnetic set to occupy his time. Another neighbor boy gave him a toy motorcycle.
The little boy had friends from his church, Josh and Christy Graham , who prepared a bag of goodies for him. He was very excited! As the mommy was trying to take a picture, the little boy tried to smile and blow up a balloon from them at the same time.
The little boy's mommy also knew that an aunt in the far, far away land of Ohio would send him a gift certificate because he had been in the hospital.
Time went on, and after four days, the little boy, his mommy, and his older brother found themselves. . .waiting to see another doctor.
One of the men who chatted with him had also broken his right arm, but he did not fall from a slide. He told the little family that he had fallen from a bar stool. The mommy was hoping he would not give other details!
After hours of waiting, the little boy was fitted with a hard cast that he will wear for two weeks.
Throughout the whole time, the mommy had been thanking God that the little boy only suffered a small break. She had watched him fall to the ground and had seen how easily the little boy could have landed on his head or neck. The tale would have taken a different twist had that happened! And the little boy had no more broken bones, and the family lived happily ever after. (So hopes the mommy!)