When I broke my left and right wrist  

When I was younger it was a winter evening; my brother and I were sledding at my Grandparents house. When my brother and I were outside, my dad and grandparents were talking in the house. When I slid down the hill my brother said “Maysha let me snowboard down the hill” “okay bubba” I said out of breath. I got up and I saw a block of ice. I tried to avoid it but I slipped and fell; I hit my left wrist on a metal tractor plow. When I hit it I felt something snap. I screamed in pain and I held my arm and cried. I layed in the snow and cried. My grandpa said “what the hell happened?” I looked at him and said “ I think I just broke my wrist” I got up and my dad helped me. I sat on a tool box and my dad was getting stuff around to go to the ER. He grabbed me and we went to the hospital. I sat in the waiting room for close to 2 hours; at that point I couldn’t move anything. Tears were running down my face, I think my arm started turning purple. I finally got called back I went to the X-RAY room to get x-rays done; they saw that my wrist started to heal by itself. 

As I lay in the hospital bed waiting for my results the main doctor came in and said “we are going to have to reset your wrist” I knew what he meant. They had to rebreak my arm. “NO you cannot do that! I don’t trust you!” I yelled with tears in my eyes. As they reassured me I took my dads hand and squeezed it. 

The doctor took my hand and my forearm and asked “so how’s your winter break going-” *SNAP* I squeezed my dads hand and screamed. As that happened I stopped breathing for about 10 seconds. They put oxygen tubes up my nose and I was able to breathe better. I looked at my dad and seen that he had tears in his eyes. “Dad why are you crying?” I said quietly “I’m worried about you,” he said. I fell asleep and woke up at home with my whole arm propped up and I felt some pain; so I got up, got some more pain medicine, and went back to bed. When I woke up again I was on my side. I got up and put my sling on, and went to go get me something to eat. As I tried to make me a bowl of cereal; it was hard to make it one handed. I asked my grandma for help and she made me the bowl of cereal; she got me a TV tray, and I sat down and ate. I got back up and put my dishes away. My grandpa came out and said “look at you, does your wrist hurt?” “yes it does grandpa” I said laughing  “can I poke it with a stick?” he said jokingly “no Grandpa” I say laughing. I got dressed and went outside to play with my dog. My dad got home from work and saw me up and around. “ Maysha Lynn why are you up and playing around?” he said “I was letting Diamond out to go potty” I said “oh okay just please be careful I don’t need you breaking your other wrist.” 

After that whole healing process with my left wrist. A few years after that I was at my friend’s house. We were rollerblading in her basement. I thought it was okay to let go and try to rollerblade on my own without holding onto anything. As I did that I lost my balance and fell face first to the concrete and my hands out to protect my fall. Then I instantly felt the pain of my wrist snapping. I started crying and I screamed. The mom came down and said “What happened?” my friend was also crying because she didn’t know what to do. Then I said “ I think I just broke my wrist!” “okay I’ll call your mom” as my friends mom called my mom; my friend got me up and we went up to the living room and I laid down on the couch; with an ice pack and almost fell asleep. A few minutes later my mom came and took me to the hospital. 

As we waited; my mom was kinda rubbing my back and saying “It’s going to be okay Maysha” when I finally got called back they took my X-rays they told me that it is broken and they’ll fix it up in no time. When I finally got home I had to take a bath. And when I have to take showers or baths’ I can’t take my splint off. My mom decided to go against what the doctor told her and remove it so I can take a bath. And she always did that. When I had to finally get the splint off I was able to get my cast. After my cast I had to wear a velcro splint and take it off to do exercises to make my wrist strong. But at that point my right wrist has curvature to it. Because it healed wrong.