What a broken leg tells us about civilization
A FEW DAYS AGO, I got one of those calls no parent wants to get. “Dad, I am at the emergency room.” Our elder daughter, Mary, channeled her father’s innate clumsiness and broke her leg.
Thankfully, all will be well. She was seen in the ER, then by a specialist; she had X-rays and tests run and a cast put on her leg, with plenty of good follow-on care already scheduled. All this was possible,…