It began such a lovely day hiking down the trail to the creek where Lizzie and the boys could cool off and swim. The previous day the boys were down at the creek swimming and trying out the slide. However, this day the water was very low. Coby tried going down the slide, but it was not wet. So they hoisted a trash can full of water up to the top of the slide to wet the slide before going down. Second time down, Coby was moving pretty fast. It crossed Ricky's mind that this could be dangerous, but the boys were having such fun that we didn't want to spoil their afternoon play. Sure enough, the third time down Coby was flying when he hit the end of the slide and twisted into the water. In order to brace himself from the fall he extended his left arm into the water. AND that's when it happened! I knew he was hurt as soon as I saw his face. I yelled for Ricky to go get help. Unfortunately for us, we had not left a vehicle at the end of the subdivision so it was a long way back home by foot. Ricky began running the uphill battle to try and get some help. In the meantime, Austin and I carefully walked Coby out of the woods until Ricky could get back. I was so scared that Ricky was going to pass out running back up the hill to the nearest neighbor's house. It was 90 degrees that day and we had already walked about 1.5 miles to get there. Thankfully the closest neighbor was home and allowed Ricky to borrow their golf cart. He picked us up and we headed to the house. Because we had Lizzie with us, Austin and I stayed at the house to give the dog a bath (she was covered in mud) while Ricky took Coby to the ER. Kelsey was over at a friend's house so she stayed there while this was happening.



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