During a visit to a theme park last Saturday with his co-workers and some friends, my brother had an accident and broke his left arm. The whole family was worried sick about him. He was rushed to the nearest hospital and his fracture was secured by a cast.
He went to an orthopedist yesterday and after a thorough check-up, the doctor found out the fracture wasn’t that bad. The cast was removed and he went home just wearing a sling to protect his broken arm. Whew, what a relief!
I’ve always seen myself as a strong person but things like this leave me weak and anxious. My only consolation is that I know how to manage my feelings. After a certain time, I can clear my mind and focus on the situation. But still, dear Lord, no more untoward incidents in the future that involve anyone from my family, please.