Yesterday I worked a 12 hour shift. Right as I got off work, I got a call from my Dad telling me that my sister was in the ER and to come down as soon as I could. I rushed down stairs to the Emergency Room to find my little sister wrapped up in a blanket. Tears filled her eyes and she lifted the blanket off to show me her arm. It was definitely broken. It looked like a snake. All bent and "S" shaped. We got her into X-ray of course where they diagnosed it with a Radius break. The doctor said in order to fix it properly, they would have to put her to sleep and re-break it and straighten it out. I thought she was going to go into a panic attack. Luckily for her, the doctor and the Nurse let me stay in there with her while they did the procedure. It didn't take long and she wasn't totally asleep. Of course she couldn't feel anything and her eyes kept rolling in the back of her head. After the loud "popping" noise of putting her arm back into place, took my sister a good hour to wake up out of the anesthesia. She kept making silly comments about things that weren't making sense. I ask her a question, she'd reply and then turn her head and fall back asleep. We got to take her home at midnight. By then I had been up for 21 hours. I was ready to go home and go to bed. Today she had a much better day. Her arm is in a sling until we go meet with the Trauma doctor who will put her in a cast. I don't even want to know how much this is going to cost my parents. Way too much, but at least my sister is okay right?