A few weeks ago I broke my wrist at Mason Perryman’s new house.
There was a huge blow up bed and I told Mitchell to jump on one side while I jumped on the other. We wanted to see how high I could go! I flew up in the air and came back down face first and bent my wrist back and it cracked. I said right of the bat that it was broken and it felt like something in my wrist wasn’t right. I cried for 30 minutes. My Mom twisted may arm and I screamed!
My Mom and Dad took me to the doctor. They told me that I broke my radius bone, the part that controls turning my wrist. Mom should not have twisted my arm! They gave me a green cast, Dad’s favorite. A few days later I went to another doctor who gave me a yellow cast. Last week I went back to the doctor and got a blue splint. I have to wear the splint for another 6 weeks and then I can play on the monkey bars, wrestle, and play football.
I can’t wait.
-Mark