Thursday, February 18, 2010

I Do My Own Stunts

For the Writer's Workshop this week, I chose prompt #4 Childhood memory. If you want to learn more about the workshop, visit Mama Kat.

My son has a shirt that says, "I do all my own stunts."  It suits him since he has already chipped a tooth and broken his nose.  Oh and then he hit himself in the head with a rock.  So this shirt definitely suits him.  Where does it come from?  His father?  Rich would laugh at that one.  Oh no, his mother is the guilty party.  Yes, I do all my own stunts.  And I have the x-rays and the glow to prove it.

When I was 5, I learned to skate.  I remember skating up and down our very long driveway.  I was so happy.  I could skate!  I had those metal wheels.  Yeah.  Old.   I skated every chance I got.  I wore through skates faster than shoes it seems.  I remember my first really cool pair of skates.  I bought them myself with my own hard earned money.  
 
Oh how I loved my skates.  I skated with friends and I skated with my sister.  She and I would do tricks.  We would skate down to the school and make our own Olympics.  We had to do certain tricks just like ice skaters.  I could skate backwards almost as well as forward.  I could jump off curbs at full speed.  Other things I did I would cringe to see my own kids do.  It was my favorite pass time.  About the only time I wasn't on skates was if it was raining or I was sick.  That was until one day when my sister and I went skating.  We skated to our usual haunt: the school.  When we got there, we decided to race.  It's what we did.  During that race, our wheels locked.  She stumbled a few feet forward and recovered quickly.  I went down and braced myself with my arms.  I remember screaming.  I remember crying all the way the home. And yes, I remember throwing my arms onto the table declaring, "I broke my arms!"  Dramatic?  Maybe a little but gosh darn it they hurt!

My brother and sister also do their own stunts.  And since they are older, my mom had the opportunity to see some ugly fractures.  U.G.L.Y.  So when I came home and flung my seemingly normal arms on the table, it didn't seem possible for them to be broken.  They were.  Both arms.  Both bones.  Same places.  It was an impacted fracture, where the bones are driven into each other causing them to buckle.  Not only was this the type of fracture I had, it was also in the growth line.  Our regular doctor was not even going to touch me.  He sent me to an orthopedic surgeon.  My arms are actually a little shorter than they should be.  Your wing span should match your height.  Mine is off by about 1/2 to 1 inch.

Despite the fact that I had two broken arms, I went to school every day.  I did my school work and homework.  My teacher was very happy when the casts came off because it meant she could read my work again.  It didn't matter that I broke my arms.  As soon as I got the all clear, I was back on my wheels doing the same tricks as before.  I loved skating.  I am not sure I could do it now without falling over.  Is skating like riding a bike?  If so, I should be safe.
  
And there I am looking bad working those casts!  I was 10.

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Picture of the Day
 
 
Yeah, he looks like he is going to sneeze.  But he was having a fit. Check out his puffed out chest.  He is the alpha-male.
 

19 comments:

Christina Lee said...

LOL!! I got my son that same shirt b/c he is uber clumbsy. Two broken arms??? wow! I lurved my skates too!!!!

Emmy said...

That would hurt, and holy cow I can totally see both of your girls in that picture of you!!

Love the picture of Ryan :)

pinkknotes said...

I've cracked ribs when skating, but never broken my arms from my stunts!

I want to get that shirt for my husband now :)

Happy Thursday!

pinkknotes said...

I've cracked ribs when skating, but never broken my arms from my stunts!

I want to get that shirt for my husband now :)

Happy Thursday!

pinkknotes said...

(sorry for the double comment, my computer froze)

mormonhermitmom said...

OOOOWWWWW! Watch me cringe!

CaJoh said...

Stopping by from Mama Kat's…

I could be mean and say that it was the act of flinging your two arms on the table that actually broke them, but I'm not that mean.

I used to have the kind of skates that you attach to your shoes (talk about old school).

Thanks for sharing,

Tortuga said...

ROFL! Ok, sorry to laugh at your pain, but c'mon, you had chicken wings. Very hilarious recap of the "drama" when you got home!

I'm NOT a VOLCANO! said...

LOL- my son has the same shirt, though i'm thinking of handing it down to my daughter. she's the accident prone little speed demon in our family. she's so far survived to be 2. LOL

Great post! I had skates too- and i used to go to a skating rink with my family every monday called "Classic Skating"- it was fun, and on snowball songs, I got to hold boys' hands. HEHE! I love reading all these memories. It brings back my own.

Following you now, found you from Mama Kat.

elzimmy said...

Wow. Skating is good times...but man, two broken arms??

cat said...

I remember the skating, the Olympics what fun we had except for crashing that day of course. It was great! Thanks for bringing back the memories.

J. L. W. said...

I used to love roller skating!!! That was before knee pads and helmets. Ouch, I can't imagine two broken arms.

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Dianna@KennedyAdventures said...

Oh, girl!! That's crazy! I remember those type of skates, too!

As Told By Molly said...

I never learned to skate, even to this day, and I've also never had any broken bones. *knock on wood*

Rebecca Jo said...

Saw the skate & had to read this post...


I LOVE skating - skated my whole life, met my husband skating - & he STILL goes every weekend... give me four wheels on the bottom of my feet anyday!

Holly said...

2 broken arms...yikes! I skated all the time....it was what we did...I had the skates that looked like tennis shoes.

Tracie said...

The only bone I've ever broken is my nose. I would have rather broken my arms because they wouldn't be all misshapen and beak-like. *sad face*

KK said...

You are a hoot!

MamaArcher said...

oh ouch, I cannot imagine! I am in one cast and struggling, two would be terrible.

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