Well, moving on to Friday night. I had a 31 Gifts party for a friend of mine. Right in the middle of it, Bo comes in to tell me that we have to get to LeBonheur because Jon Harris broke his arm. I left all my guests and Nash at my house. Fortunately, my mom and sister were there to help me. When I got there, I was so worried! All the way there, I pictured just a broken arm.... OH no! It was a BROKEN ARM! He got it good! I walked in the door and he was so so pale. They had started an IV to give him some pain meds. I felt so helpless but I think it really bothered me more than it did him. He was a trooper ! The nurse and doctor asked him on a scale 0-10 (10 being the worst pain) "How bad is your pain?" Jon Harris said "Uummmm... about a 3 1/2." After x-rays, they sedated him and set it. He has a temporary cast for now. We go to Campbell's Clinic sometime tomorrow. Hopefully, he will not have to have pins put in his wrist.
I finally got in bed about 2ish in the morning. JH piled up in the bed with me and Bo-Daddy. I don't think he moved all night! I had to be up at 7 to get ready for class. (I am getting my Early Childhood Certification.) I was in class from 8-3.
I am praying next weekend is more laid back. I did end my Saturday on a great note, though. I got to hang out with some of our friends from Covington. Yahhy! Things this weekend could have been so much worse. I am thanking God for watching over Jon Harris and Nash, praying for the families that lost loved ones 10 years ago today, and praying that God continues to show his grace and mercy.