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Originally Posted by Snoof
Morning.
I'm being a dozy cow today Got up to do some last-minute tidying and hoovering as Matt's parents are coming round today and managed to bang my wrist (the one I broke last summer and the one that gives me the most pain) into the doorjamb. If I could just wear a straitjacket all day long, I'd do myself less damage!
I'm just too clumsy (I broke my wrist getting up from a chair, if that tells you anything) for my own good!
We'll be going to the restaurant a friend of ours chefs at, which means awesome food, and then I don't know - we meant to go to the promenade and have my son ride his bicycle, but it's rainy and grim, so we'll see
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snoof, you'll laugh if i tell you the ways i have broken my right wrist.
first time-- i was about 16 ( was sitting my exams at school) and i fell down the stairs carrying a hoover. Our dog dropped his ball down the stairs as iw as going up!
And you know what i said when i rang my mum at work in tears from the pain? " mum I broke the hoover" she laughed, said yeah ok see you tongiht.
My dad came home from work at 2pm, yelled " you stupoid cow, sod the hoover you've broken your arm" and rushed me to hospital.
Four years later broke same wrist, I fell over a tree. (ok youre going to ask how can you fall OVER a tree) I was away with the army on a pre-entry fitness thing and we hadda climb over this tree on our 6am jog, i stood up on the top of the fallen tree to jump off, and slipped!
third time--- was trying to let elliots walker down, with him in it, it fell onto my arm ( learnt to take kids out from then on, before adjusting it)
fourth time--- (don't laugh) I threw something at hubby and it knocked this really heavy cement giraffe I LOVE over onto my arm!!!! Missed hubby of course, but what i didnt tell hubby was i never aimed AT him, just wanted him tot hink I had!!!!
needless to say I know have a very weak scaphoid and weak wrist lol!!!!!