Probably not that funny but anyway...
Small church camp with a group of soon-to-be confirmed kids, and we were staying in a big tent in the Pastor's backyard.
Walked down to the local park where me and a friend were booting around a football (Aussie Rules, not soccer). Well we both chased the ball around, being oval shaped it went off to the left, she followed and I tripped, hitting the ground.
My right wrist was stiff and sore, and I couldn't move it so our fun now over, we trooped back to the Pastor's house. The adults said it can't be broken because by now I could move my hand a little.
A week later I'm finally taken to the doctor because my wrist is still sore (still able to bend it, write with it, etc), sent for Xrays and told my radius is dislocated and bent over the other bone there. First picture in my head - The Phantom popping his dislocated shoulder into place with the help of a rock fissure - so I burst into tears.
Weeks later I'm back at church where I'm sure the Pastor felt like a bit of a dickhead seeing my new cast. : P
PS. I got a night in hospital where I threw up 4 times. Green plastic jelly and water doesn't taste so good 2nd time round.
(isajones, Sun 5 Sep 2004, 13:09, Reply)