it used to be, that having a cast was a status symbol in grade school. For those few weeks a cast was worn, the kid got all sorts of attention, signatures on the cast, special seating, extra food from the cooks in the food line, first in line at the drinking fountain, and all around a popular mega hero with stories to tell and the girls feeling oh so sorry for ya. Tell your boy to milk it for all it's worth, it may be his 15 minutes to fame... How long was the wait in the ER? and did you finish the mowing? LOL and sorry to hear about the misadventure too. Kids and casts...seems to go hand in hand. Never mind, that I had two broken wrists at the same time, cuz I thought I could do a double flip off the swingset and land on my feet. Needless to say, I did about a 1/8th turn and landed on my wrists. The prior time was falling off the top row of the bleachers at the school down the street. I had to climb to the top row to fly my kite, I leaned over to get a good look at the ground below, and it was lights out after that. The funny thing was that a fella in the tennis courts saw me fall, he rushed over, picked me up and put me in his VW and took me home. I always wanted to ride ina VW, but I was so groggy I couldn't remember it. Turned out the fella's name was Herb Score. He was a famous pitcher for the Cleveland Indians, until he took a line drive hit into his face, and it ended his career as a pitcher. I got his autograph on my cast. 9N'er
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