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Thursday, September 23, 2004 2:45 PM CDT

Well, here's a new patient for you to pray for. Seems like when it rains, it pours, and we've been living in a hurricane for about a year.

Zach was carrying the football in a game in Pasco yesterday. He was tackled, and his left arm got mixed up in the wrong place. They called an ambulance, and he went to the hospital, and sure enough, it's broken. And broken pretty badly. Both bones are broken. We'll see an orthopedic surgeon to see if it needs surgery to have pins placed. The guy at Lourdes thought it probably would.

So Zach's football season is over. He's very sad, and worried about basketball. He'll be in a cast for 8 weeks.

He's also in a considerable amount of pain. They gave him vicodin, so he's resting pretty well right now.

For more photos, you can go to http://photos.yahoo.com/shibelle007 there are a few albums there.

On the Dave front, he has an MRI on October 5. Please pray that it shows the gamma knife is doing its job. He will meet with Dr. Sachs the same day as the MRI to arrange the BCNU chemo infusions. He'll probably start the next week.

Okay, I've had enough. Uncle. Mercy. Somebody toss me an umbrella.

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