On Saturday, I got a call from Brian saying he was headed to the ER. He thought he had dislocated his shoulder... turns out he has a Grade III AC joint separation.
My poor hubby. He was headed to first base at full speed as the first baseman ran through the base causing them to collide. Rather than knock her over, Brian grabbed a hold of her trying to keep her from falling, however they both went to the ground on to his right shoulder.
Saturday night at home. See the bump?
Being a PT, I'm totally intrigued. Just wish it wasn't my hubby. Get well soon, Honey!
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