KAY MEETS THE ROAD

So the day that I knew would inevitably come came yesterday. Kay called me at work yesterday and this is the conversation.
Kay: Hi, I need to go to a hospital, which one should I go to?
Kris: Why do you need to go to the hospital?
Kay: I think I need to have someone look at my arm.
Kris: Why do you need someone to look at your arm?
Kay: I think I broke it. (At this point I feel like I am talking to a four year old who doesn't want his mommy to know what he did.)
Kris: How did you break it?
Kay: Well someone pulled out in front of me and I had to lay the motorcycle down.
Kris: (Now in panic mode) Are you alright, are you hurt anywhere else? Are the police there? Did the paramedics look at you?

Any way I had him come to the hospital that I work at because there I can pull strings which was nice. As soon as he got the the ER they took him back and a doctor saw him within ten minutes. So the verdict is
1. Broken left arm
2. Road rash on both arms
3. Road rash on right knee which is also swollen and black and blue
4. Bruised heal.
Needless to say he is hurting quite a bit but he is alive which is all that matters. They put a splint on his arm with a sling, bandaged up the road rash and sent us home. Tomorrow we go see the orthopedic surgeon. Hopefully he will be able to just set the bone and cast the arm and he will not need surgery. I will keep you posted.