It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt...

Last weekend we headed out to the country and camped with our church group - one of the couples has a great place out west of Houston with lots of land and a barn that is half-house. There were 15 adults and 15 kids, and we had a great time playing volleyball, riding bicycles and 4-wheelers through the trails in the woods, carving pumpkins, bobbing for apples, going on a hayride, and making s'mores by the bonfire at night. We even got all dressed up in our Halloween costumes for a party Saturday night - Hubby dressed as a Pool Shark - complete with shark fin and pool stick; I was the 8 ball. Little Son was King Arthur and Darling Daughter was Guenevere. A good time was had by all.

Sunday morning it was time to pack it up and head back home; Hubby and his buddy decided to take the 4-wheelers out for one more ride. And that's when it happened. Hubby managed to roll his 4-wheeler, breaking his leg in two places. He is going to need surgery to put a pin in his ankle to hold the bones together. He is not a happy camper. But he is alive, thank God, and doesn't have any other inuries (like his head!). And this accident has brought something even more important to light - he has dangerously high blood pressure. Had he not been going in for surgery, we may never have known how high it was, and he very easily could have had a stroke. They put him on BP meds for this week, and will do his leg surgery next Monday. I think this broken leg saved his life. God had to run over him with a 4-wheeler, but I think He got Hubby's attention. God is looking out for us. God is good.

I've had to ditch the 8-ball costume for a nurse's one - and I'll be wearing it for a while. I hope I have the patience with my patient! So far so good....