This Halloween week started with a big scare. On Monday, my Dad came wondering downstairs. He was bleeding from a cut on his face and was completely disoriented and suffering from memory loss. All he could remember was that he thought he had had a bike accident. He didn't know where his bike was or how he had gotten home. We rushed him to the ER and gratefully he was okay, just really rattled. He had a concussion. After a couple hours, he was back to his normal self and remembered everything just fine.
Turns out he had been going up over a curb, got the timing wrong, and fell. He hit his head, shoulder, and knee pretty hard and was pretty scraped up. Somehow, he had ridden this bike and found his way back home. He is pretty sore and got a few bruises and scrapes, but we are VERY grateful that he's okay.
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