A Broken Arm
A Broken Arm In July 25th, 2010, my daughter asked if she could go play with her friends who lived near our house. She wanted to go skating with the skates I bought for her in June that year during a trip to Belgium. I agreed and brought her to her friends. As I needed some computer parts, I left her with her friends and went to the IT-Center. The mother of her friends was at home and watching the kids playing. Barely arrived at the computer shop, the mother of her friends called me and told me that my daughter had fallen whilst riding her skated and was crying very hard. I rushed back to the house and my daughter was crying from pain in her arm. I made a quick support for her arm with a towel and rushed to the hospital nearby. As I passed my house on the way to the hospital and told my wife that I was bringing our daughter to the hospital. But she was too busy chatting with her group of ladies about "the lucky lottery numbers". At the hospital, the Emergency doctor ask...