Poor Grampadad

So, last Thursday my dad had a bit of a stumble. While working in the garden in Oregon (probably picking weeds!) he fell backwards and hurt his arm. They immediately went to the ER and had quite the afternoon visiting a few DRs. It turns out he dislocated both bones, and fractured one, too. He goes back on Friday to find out if he'll have to have surgery to place a pin in his arm. Poor Grampa Jim. Pray for him...and his little arm! We love you, dad!! And...there will be more weeds to dig through when you are all done with this! teehee