Sunday, December 7, 2008

The Bad Day

Last year I broke my arm. Here is the story with some added pictures of me.

** Warning! Warning! Warning! Some of these pictures are gross!!

One day after school, I went to my friend, Jame's house to play. I was on his trampoline and when my mom came to pick me up, I went down the ladder and fell off. When I hit the ground, I noticed that my arm hurt really bad.
My mom came and picked me up in her arms and told me that my arm was broken. We went home to show my dad. He didn't believe that it was broken. My mom held it up to show him. My hand was pointed backwards, so my dad said, "Let's go!"
I knew exactly where we were going, to the hospital. They gave me an IV with some medicine.
It made me sleepy! I woke up with a weird thing on my arm. It was a splint. A week later, I got my cast on, it was white. A week later, we went to the doctor and he put a red wrap around the cast. I had to wear it for six weeks. I missed a lot of school, but when I went back, it was hard to write. I still had my cast on, so I had to write with my left hand. It was terrible. I finally got my cast off and it is as good as new now.

4 comments:

Alishia said...

I'll never forget that day and how brave you were. I'm glad everything healed up OK.

Your blog looks great!! You worked hard on it!

Bryan said...

Wow Dalin, your blog turned out really cool!!

I remember when you broke your arm too- I was really worried about you that day. I'm glad your ok.

Heather said...

Dalin, nice blog dude! Oh my- I have never seen a broken arm. WOW that didn't look fun. i dread the day one of my kids come in with an arm or leg lookin' like that. You are a tough kiddo.

Anonymous said...

Boy, Dalin we all remember that day. Your arm looked so misshapen, but now it works great. Aren't are bodies amazing.

Grandma