Fractured Clavical

So more on Ben's arm. Let's start with a visit from the Grandparents with Aunty Pat from England who wanted to see us before departing back to her homeland during the following week. So after a trip to the vinyards and the purchase of some of our finest Hunter Valley wine for her trip home, the rellies called in for dinner. We ate outside as we commonly do in this daylight-savings Summer weather. (My motivation for doing this is to keep the mess outside.) Anyway in typical boy fashion, the boys ate their rice bafore everyone else had finished, were excused and went to play on the grass in the front yard. Grandpa was already there trying to enjoy a secret smoke away from the table, and started to join them in a game of tackle footy. Dad soon joined them and slowly started to take Grandpa out in a high tackle. I am assuming that Ben thought this was too generous a move and tried to assist a more effective and quicker tackle to take him down. So in taking him out around the ankles and Dad holding the top half, poor Grandpa had nowhere to go but down and onto Ben's arm. At school the next Monday Ben had little choice but to say that Grandpa hadsat on his arm and broken his collarbone playing footy. Poor Grandpa. He rang every afternoon to check on 'his little Benny'. Progress to date is that he can dress himself in the mornings, takes his soccerball with him and plays with his friends at lunch time and tomorrow he is going swimming with school to learn water safety. He was quiet(er) for a day or two after it happened and now we just wait for full strength to return in a few months. It blows me away that a completely snapped bone can mend in a few weeks and be back to normal in a few months. How amazing the way the human body was made, functions and repairs itself. How amazing a Designer to think of all the fine details!