So I get a call today at work from my wife, Carol, telling me that Colin, my 15 year old son has been hit by a car while riding his bicycle. She tells me his knee is a bit messed up but he is being taken by ambulance to the hospital. My wife had been called by a helpful bystander but she was shopping about 30 minutes away. She later told me she got to the hospital in half that time! I got to the hospital and when I saw him I saw his thigh was he size of a friggin' watermelon. That is no knee problem. The doctor then came in and told us his femur was broken. HIS FUCKING FEMUR!