broken arm
November 2008 
My Day With Mandi & the ortho doctor
Posted on Aug 13th, 2008
by 
ayla
ayla
So, Mandi broke and displaced her humorous bone on her right arm about 2 1/2 weeks ago. It wasn't funny. Well, kinda. She was doing a round off (sort of cartwheel for those of you not up to snuff on cheerleading flips). No, it wasn't funny. She was on wet grass and all we can figure is that she slipped, planted her arm wrong. . . I mean, how do you break your arm doing a round off? Unless they fibbed to me. There is a trampoline at the neighbors and hmmmm, they know how I feel about trampolines - dangerous! Isn't that odd, I haven't been suspicious until this very moment.
Anywhoooo, they took her splint off today and she has to start using it and go to physical therapy. I guess it'll freeze up otherwise. She's scared to death to use it and I don't blame her! Look @ these pictures ~
Anywhoooo, they took her splint off today and she has to start using it and go to physical therapy. I guess it'll freeze up otherwise. She's scared to death to use it and I don't blame her! Look @ these pictures ~
Well, now I just noticed the cleavage in that picture. Man, these girls. She doesn't even have enough boob-age to make cleavage - without a little help from her friends, Mr. Padding & Mrs. Underwire. Sigh.
God, I hope she never reads this blog, she'll kill me.
Anyway, after the doctor we went school clothes shopping and she was such a doll about the fact that we had to clearance shop and keep it very tight. It helps that they have to wear uniforms this year, khaki's & polo shirts (without the polo insignia of course - try finding polo shirts that don't have little things on them to show off who made them - sigh). We found great shoe sales, as well, and when I apologized about not being able to buy her Vans, she said it was okay, she was going to make money at the garage sale this weekend and she'd buy some with that. What a dolly-baby.
I love her. Send some kisses to keep her unprotected elbow safe, will ya?
Loving you all to pieces or as my son says - Love, Peace, & Chicken Grease
God, I hope she never reads this blog, she'll kill me.
Anyway, after the doctor we went school clothes shopping and she was such a doll about the fact that we had to clearance shop and keep it very tight. It helps that they have to wear uniforms this year, khaki's & polo shirts (without the polo insignia of course - try finding polo shirts that don't have little things on them to show off who made them - sigh). We found great shoe sales, as well, and when I apologized about not being able to buy her Vans, she said it was okay, she was going to make money at the garage sale this weekend and she'd buy some with that. What a dolly-baby.
I love her. Send some kisses to keep her unprotected elbow safe, will ya?
Loving you all to pieces or as my son says - Love, Peace, & Chicken Grease
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Thank you for posting ayla, I send some love to you both and healing kisses - you know I am harmless. LOL
Just caught this blog, Ayla! You are hilarious!! :) And I hope your daughter doesn't read this either… she'll be sooooo embarassed! But I can feel your warmth and Love for her radiate through the post, so it's all good. Thanks for entertaining me today!