i knew frisbee was dangerous...

Last night Sarah and I went to the park to play ultimate frisbee with some friends. We played for about 15 minutes before the drama ensued. Sarah jumped up to block the frisbee from my team. She successfully did that but the bad part was that she landed on her arm...and didn't get up. But it was an awesome play. As Sarah was on the ground, she exclaimed (in her sarcastic tone): "Where's the nurse when you need her? Oh, yeah...she's hurt!" As she was saying that two nurses and an athletic trainer surrounded her. Thankfully they were there!

We were about 20 feet from the hospital where Sarah works as a nurse....so we walked over to the ER at Abbott. As we were walking to the hospital, Sarah said: "I wish I had sworn." But she refrained because of the TBI guys that were there.

She was being quite the goofball at the hospital. She became BFF's with everyone - the front desk guy, the registration lady, her male nurse named Gregg, the X-Ray technician and her nurse practioner, Marilyn. I'm sure the Abbott employees thought I was a jerk because I kept laughing at Sarah. I really did have sympathy for her but it was just too dang funny. Sarah said: "I better stop laughing or they won't believe that I'm hurt."

After about an hour and a half, Marilyn gave her a prescription for Vicodin which Sarah promptly filled at the medication vending machine. Crazy, huh. Then she was allowed to leave.

The good news is that her arm was not broken. But we don't know yet what the extent of the problems are. She got an MRI today and is awaiting the results.

This is what she ended up with: an x-ray, sling and Vicodin: