I just got back from the emergency room. My oldest son was riding this afternoon and was broad-sided by a pick-up truck going through an intersection. He's suffered fairly minor injuries given the force of the impact as reported by numerous witnesses. When I got the phone call telling me what happened and where he was, panic flushed through me with incredible speed and force. Getting to the emergency room while only 40 minutes away seemed to take hours. Seeing him and realizing he was going to recover brought tears of relief. These darn kids... the stuff they put their parents through.