Question of the Day!

When my son was 17, we bought him a used car to drive to high school. It was a beater. He and his dad would tinker with it. One day, our son and a friend of his discovered the muffler and some piping had detached, hearing the noise he pulled into the empty parking lot at a church. While his friend watched, my son had the bright idea to get under the vehicle to wire the hot muffler back in place. Upon exiting, he didn't remember how close he was to the hot muffler. He burned his back. He comes home, shows Dad who sent him straight to the shower. I get home from grocery shopping. Dad tells me what he did. Son comes out of the bathroom, looks at Dad, "you told her?" My son pulled his shirt up, I've seen enough. Go put your shoes on, I'm taking you to the E.R. At the E.R. the doc cleans the wound, puts some heavy duty antibiotic cream on the site, gives me a script to get more to keep the site slather up. I wonder not why my hair has turned silver.

GaelicQueen