You wouldn't believe it. So a few years ago now, Lala, when a small girl, fell off the stool at Grandma's house and broke her wrist. We didn't have any major accidents in the family for some time following this (apart from a few bumped heads here and there really).
Then last year, as posted in this blog, I broke my arm, going C.U. at the bowlo, during the lunch break of the annual board budget presentation. About six months later, B fell off the monkey bars at school, and had a similar kind of fracture to me.
Now, just a few days ago, Babs was on his scooter, using the new jump we got the boys, when he misjudged his approach, hit some gravel, and came off. He went down in a similar manner to me, and as I did, fractured his arm. Unbelievable!
Like the rest of us, it was a minor fracture, rather than a break. But it's funny how differently different doctors/hospitals treat a similar injury.
For Lala, it was a full cast, as it was for B. For me, it was a half cast. But for Babs, they simply put on this strapping, that apparently provides the required immobilisation, but with the benefit of being able to come off for showering and cleaning. He was a very good boy about all of this, with the only moaning being about how long we had to wait at the hospital to get seen.
That leaves wifey as the only one of us without a break in recent years. She is also the only one of us without my DNA, which is perhaps indicative of one of the causal factors here! Anyway, it was worth posting about, this latest family medical event. Hopefully the last one for some time!
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