One Step Beyond

Yesterday, I woke up with a temperature of 39.3, which is pretty high, but the hospital aren't too concerned now, as this close to chemo day it is pretty normal for me (as long as my infection markers are low and I'm not neutrapenic).  Anyway, it leaves you feeling washed out and crap, so I spent most of the day dozing.  My wife had loads of work to do and was beavering away and the kids were playing.  We were actually at the in-laws and they have a stair lift for great grandma, but she never uses it.  Because it is there, some of the stair banisters had to be removed so it could travel okay.  Well, I was lying there and Sam was tapping away on the keyboard when a loud bang was heard followed by Harry, our little boy, crying.  Sam moved like lightning, I told somewhat longer unfortunately.  Harry had fell off the stairs where some banister was missing and took quite a fall.  He was in shock and had hurt his little hand.  Sam had already got her sister to call an ambulance by the time I had got down.  The paramedics checked him over and he seemed pretty much unhurt, but he was in shock and not himself.  His mum went with him to hospital to be checked out and he livened up when he saw the toys to play with.  He had an xray and a thorough check by a nurse and a doctor and seemed fine.  By the time he got home he was his usual crazy self!