Recuperation journey: Expect the unexpected

Cliché yes, but so true.

On Sunday afternoon the phone rang. Caller ID showed our son Cameron's name. 
I immediately knew something was not right..he's a quiet guy and doesn't call much. We keep in touch with him through messaging.
He told me he had gotten in an accident riding his bike.

Cameron ran in the 

Griffin 5K Sept. 30.

Cam lives in Brooklyn. I think he called from the sidewalk at the accident scene, since he mentioned something about an EMT and waiting for an ambulance. It was a confusing phone call, to say the least.
A few hours later he called from the ER to tell me he had fractured his hip.
Long story short our boy called me around 1:20 a.m. to say he was out of surgery. He has pins in his hip now. I don't know all the details yet.

This morning he messaged me he had eaten breakfast and a friend would be bringing him a phone charger, so I know he's doing OK.

Cameron never got badly hurt when he was growing up; he wasn't the most active or athletic kid around..he was much more of a computer geek from a young age! 
But that geekiness has paid off for him in the workplace, I'm happy to say. We're very proud of our guy.

But today I feel so badly for him. He recently has gotten into biking and running and working on getting healthier.

Life isn't fair - to use another trite saying in this post.