After a long night of worrying about my son's bruised arm, I woke up early in the morning and woke my son up from his slumber. 
 
"Hey champ." I said, "It's time to get dressed for the doctor's appointment."
 
"Okay, Daddy." He replied.
 
I found a little short-sleeved shirt that had a football on the front of it and some khaki shorts for him to wear. He insisted on wearing some sandals and after getting him dressed, we made our way out to the car and I drove him to the doctor's office to get his arm examined. 
 
After a long ten-minute drive, Loto and I finally arrived and we checked into the doctor's office. We took our seats while I filled in the paperwork and watched my son sitting next to me and watching the television. I was concerned about him playing with the little blocks and other toys that the other children would play on in the doctor's office due to the pandemic, but thankfully enough he just wanted to watch Paw Patrol on the screen instead.
 
It took awhile to fill in some paperwork about Loto and his information. After finishing, I gave the paperwork to the front of the office. 
 
"Thank you, sir."
 
"It's no problem." I replied.
 
I went to sit back down next to Loto and waited to be called back. While Loto was focused on a Paw Patrol episode, I sat down in my chair and scrolled down through my Twitter to seeing fans bashing on me and some were loving my heel persona. It wasn't long until they finally called us into the back.
 
"Roman and Loto Anoa'i?"
 
"Coming!" I said, taking my son's hand and walking to the back with him.
 
The nurse guided us to the nearest room and we both sat down. 
 
"Hello, Loto!" The nurse said.
 
"Hello." 
 
"Your father called me yesterday and said that a criminal who kidnapped you the other day had given you a bruise to the arm."
 
"Yes."
 
"Okay, let me see your arm."
 
Loto didn't hesitate and shown the nurse his bruised arm.
 
"That looks horrible!" She said, "But all bruises are temporary, so you should recover within a few weeks. What I suggest, Mr. Anoa'i, is taking a cold compress onto his arm a few times a day for twenty-minutes to take down the bruising."
 
"Alright, thank you."
 
"Here, I'll get you an ice pack to take home. Stick it in the freezer when you both get back home."
 
"Thank you so much."
 
After receiving an ice pack for my son's arm, we made our small trip back to the house and went to see how Ashley was feeling. I also had to make an appointment to the OG-BYN with her to check out the progress of our unborn child as soon as possible.
 
However, I opened the door and Ashley was doing her normal routine of watching something on the television with Duke lying on the couch next to her. Duke always protected her when I wasn't around and I've grown attached to him over the course of a couple of months. 
 
"Hey."
 
"Hey, Ro." She smiled, "How's our son?"
 
"He's doing okay." I replied, "The nurse said that he has a terrible bruising on his arm and I have to put this ice pack in the freezer for awhile and stick it to his arm a few times a day for twenty-minutes."
 
"At least he's doing well. I was beginning to worry about him while you both were gone."
 
I kneeled down and placed a small kiss on the lips to Ashley and then walked into the kitchen and threw the ice pack into the freezer for a couple of hours. When Ashley proceeded to watch her show, I walked upstairs to check on my son.
 
"Hey, son. How are you feeling?" I asked.
 
"I'm okay, Daddy."
 
"That's good, Champ."
 
"My arm hurts."
 
"I know, Loto. I have the ice pack in the freezer and when it's completely frozen, I'll come back in here to put it on your shoulder for twenty-minutes. Until then, you should rest your arm and watch some Paw Patrol or the other shows you love watching."
 
"Okay." He replied.
 
I picked up the remote and changed the channel to Blue's Clues for the time being. I waited for over an hour and returned to my sons bedroom with the ice pack to seeing him asleep in his bed and cuddling with his little teddy bear that Ambrose gave him on the day he was born. I carefully walked towards my son with the ice pack and placed it onto his arm while he proceeded to sleep. Surprised, I kept it on the twenty-minutes like the nurse insisted and he managed to stay asleep. 
 
After taking care of him, I decided to sit down and watch a few movies with my wife and prepared some snacks for the both of us.
 
"Hey, I got your favorite snacks."
 
I brought some of her favorite snacks like Doritos, potato chips, cookies and some donuts.
 
"Thank you so much, Ro."
 
"No problem." I started to smile, quickly transitioned into chuckling.
 
"What's so funny?" She asked.
 
"Would you also want some pickles and peanut butter with that, Ash?" I teased.
 
"Stop it!"
 
"I'm just playing around with you, Ash. You know I love teasing you about that."
 
All she could do was laugh right after I teased her with the pickles and peanut butter jokes from when she was pregnant with Loto. But for the rest of the day, we relaxed and spent some quality time together before I had to leave back to the Thunderdome for SmackDown.