No, I haven't broken any bones at least not lately. When I was seven or eight, I broke my right arm. I fell through the monkey bars at school and severely broke my arm so that it looked like a snake. Uh, that hurt. They put me in the hospital and did surgery to reset it. That wasn't a pretty sight.
Bones break, but thankfully they heal. Aren't you glad the Lord designed our bodies to heal. I wrote in my last blog about the healing power of the Lord. He heals in several ways. He designed out bodies to naturally heal. God has given us doctors who are gifted to help heal. Of course, we can help ourselves by doing positive things to aid in overcoming sickness. Prevention is also worth a pound of cure when it comes to taking care of our bodies.
I am so sorry that little Cole had that mishap, but I am thankful it wasn't worse. He fell, but broken bones heal with God's help and some assistance from the doctor.