I wanted to post that 21 years ago I had an accident about 5:30 to 6:00pm
off my back porch. Derrick and his little friend, my neighbor girl, and her
mother were the ones who came to my rescue. She was trying to figure
out what to do. She could tell I needed to go to the ER. But was trying
to figure out whether to send me in a ambulance, or wait and see if my
husband came home in a few minutes. He was due anytime. Which
he pulled, in just then. My mother-in-law lived next door at that point.
And offered to keep Derrick, and the neighbor knew we were worried
with his seizures for her to have him. And Devin was in the house. But
she said, if she had problems that they could come get her and she would
help. I spent hours in ER, had a dislocated elbow. And then was sent home
it was put back in place. With a warning, it might not stay so to be careful
and keep it elevated. And almost 10 days later, my son Devin took me to
the doctor, and it was out of place. He also had Derrick because he had
a appointment before mine. So my appointment, the doctor said, you are
headed across to get it put back in place, then we will see you in a week or
two for surgery as soon as they can get you a appointment. I said, wait.
I need to work on this. My son needs to take my other son, back to school,
and go to school. He asked what I meant, I told him what was going on.
He said, I'll take care of it. Give me your husbands phone number which
I did. He called him, told him to meet him at a certain time at the hospital.
And what he was doing, told him he wanted him to tell his son to take the two
kids back to school. And explain to the little ones teacher what was going on
and a note would come the next day for both, if one didn't come today.

But he had also sent one from his office for them. So they knew why I wasn't there. He was one of the nicest doctors I ever had with these kind of issues.

Donna