Oh Snap, That was my Wrist, Here's how it Happened…
A few years back, I decided I wanted to be cool and have my Birthday party at Rollercade. When I told my mom, she was excited that I wanted to learn how to skate. But then again, nervous because there would be kids who are 10ft taller than me and don’t pay attention. But I guess I’d have to deal with that problem when it occurred.
I invited ALL of my friends to come, but on the night of the party, only 4 people actually came, but I guess it was better than none, right?
After about 10 minutes of practicing on the carpet, I was ready to skate on the wood. It wasn’t as hard as I had thought it would be, but also not as easy. I fell about 5 times, nothing bad ACTUALLY happening besides my butt …show more content…
I immediately froze. What color cast HAD I wanted. All of these thoughts swirled inside of my mind as if it were a storm.
What colors do I think they have? What colors are visible for signatures? What color cast do I want on my wrist permanently for a month? All of these thoughts were circling round and round inside of my head, and within a split second, I shouted “Pink.” I instantly regretted it, but it was too late now to change my mind as he went and got it ready.
I’ll admit that I was scared to get my cast on, but after it was over, I realized that it didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would. Bu,t now my only problem is school. How will I write? How will I carry my books or my lunch tray? I thought about these questions for a while, and then went to bed.
(At school that week)
When I got to school, I had to hurry to the nurse’s office, give her my doctor’s note, and get to class. The nurse told me that with my cast on I could do everything like normal. She said that since my cast is so hard, it won’t hurt my wrist or make a difference in the healing, but it might start to sting if I write too much. If that happens either stop for a moment, or to come and see her. I responded with a casual ok and ran to
A few years back, I decided I wanted to be cool and have my Birthday party at Rollercade. When I told my mom, she was excited that I wanted to learn how to skate. But then again, nervous because there would be kids who are 10ft taller than me and don’t pay attention. But I guess I’d have to deal with that problem when it occurred.
I invited ALL of my friends to come, but on the night of the party, only 4 people actually came, but I guess it was better than none, right?
After about 10 minutes of practicing on the carpet, I was ready to skate on the wood. It wasn’t as hard as I had thought it would be, but also not as easy. I fell about 5 times, nothing bad ACTUALLY happening besides my butt …show more content…
I immediately froze. What color cast HAD I wanted. All of these thoughts swirled inside of my mind as if it were a storm.
What colors do I think they have? What colors are visible for signatures? What color cast do I want on my wrist permanently for a month? All of these thoughts were circling round and round inside of my head, and within a split second, I shouted “Pink.” I instantly regretted it, but it was too late now to change my mind as he went and got it ready.
I’ll admit that I was scared to get my cast on, but after it was over, I realized that it didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it would. Bu,t now my only problem is school. How will I write? How will I carry my books or my lunch tray? I thought about these questions for a while, and then went to bed.
(At school that week)
When I got to school, I had to hurry to the nurse’s office, give her my doctor’s note, and get to class. The nurse told me that with my cast on I could do everything like normal. She said that since my cast is so hard, it won’t hurt my wrist or make a difference in the healing, but it might start to sting if I write too much. If that happens either stop for a moment, or to come and see her. I responded with a casual ok and ran to