Everybody in my charge made it home safe and sound, I just wish I could say the same for Miss T's teachers, who called me, as I was on the march home, to say she had fallen from the top of a see-saw whilst on a school outing.
Poor baby has bust the top of her right humerus on her first week at her new school. She's still amazing, no tears until today, 24 hours after the incident, as she starts to realize how handicapped she will be for the next few weeks. More x-rays on Tuesday will tell us more. Until then she is trying to keep as still as possible as there is no plaster holding the bone in place. The break was too high up.
She's not ready for photos yet so here's another sort of break.
And here's her little sister taking her own pictures.
9 comments:
A new school AND a broken arm Miss T. My word! you will be popular with your new class-mates. There is nothing like an interesting invalid for attracting the best sort of attention. Every one without a sling will be quite unfashionable now.
It is a very painful business being a trend-setter. Best of luck with the Bone-Setter! As soon as you get into plaster everyone will want to autograph your arm and write good wishes on it.
Hi Strawberry, you're still as pretty-as-a-picture even with a frame in front of your face. You'll be off to Hollywood and making movies in no time!
Miss T, I am so sorry about your arm. Not the most fun way to start school.
Hopefully it will heal quickly. Best to you and your family from Skoog Farm.
Hi Tuva. I have had three broken arms, so I know it's not much fun. I think I shall stop doing it now. But they do get better quite quickly, especially at your age. At least it's not in plaster, plasters get very itchy inside, and you have to borrow knitting needles to scratch inside the plaster, and even then the people you borrow the knitting needles from (Granny in my case) keep telling you you mustn't scratch!!!! Hope you're soon feeling better. Give my love to your sister and your parents.
Much love, Pa and Granny.
I hadn't realized you had three arms Mike! You kept that very close to your chest!
How careless of you to break all three of them, that must have been a terrific scrap - or did you break them on different occasions?
More details Please - especially if you got medals for bravery or similar recognition.
Let me think. One was in a fight with a big fat Essex policman. One was in a fight with a parked motor lorry, and one was in a fight with a petrol driven rotary lawnmower. I am not shooting a line to impress my granddaughters. It is true. And in the fight with the parked motor lorry I got a leg broken, as well as the second arm and various other slight injuries, but this was because the motor lorry was easily the biggest of my opponents. I didn't, I'm afraid get any medals as you suggest. In fact I was fined ten pounds for fighting with a stationary motor lorry on ice.
Warm regards, Mike.
Poor darling. A big kiss and a gentle hug from me. It's not a competition but I've had three broken legs and my name isn't Jake.
I'm hoping you are young enough for it to be a greenstick fracture which heals very quickly. Be patient and soon it will be as good as new.
Hi Pi,
You must stop kicking people who are too hard & hefty or you will break even more legs.
I think I'm the winner of the broken bits competition, because I've never broken any of my own bones - I can't even remember breaking anyone else's bones either! - Even though I was taught to break an attacker's elbow as the best way to deter further rough-stuff! I'm still waiting to be attacked, but I'm not sure I remember the methodology and move sequences now! I must look up my Hari-Krishna Ninja notes or I'll be bound to get mugged tomorrow!
On re-consideration, I do recall being attacked three times in the distant past (Twice in Moroco and once in Melton Mowbray!) Happy days!.
Thank you for all your best wishes and comments. You're keeping our humour up and hopefully the humerus too.
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