I remember!  I took my usual half-hour walk after suppertime, when you were about 9 yrs old, and came home to a trail of bloody footprints all over my kitchen, and your older brothers just let you fend for yourself.  They were not good babysitters!

On May 1st this year, I fell when I was outside (tripped over what? twigs or pine cones or walnuts??) and dislocated my thumb and popped it back in myself, it was at a right angle and it popped out immediately AGAIN and I had to pop it in AGAIN, twice right there outside....eeeewww...and my hand was throbbing and turned multiple colors every day for over a week.  It hurt so much I couldnt even open ziploc bags with that thumb, I was one-thumbless for awhile. What goes thru our heads when we see a body part out of place?  Gotta fix that, it looks weird!

Hi Everyone,

Just about a year or two ago, I decided to ride my bike to the barber shop one day (instead of driving my car). I hit something on the sidewalk and wrecked. when I finally got to the barber shop, my right hand was swollen. I had broken my wrist.

Another friend of mine happened to be there and he took me home. I eventually went to a prompt med office and got a cast on my arm.

Since I had just lost my full time job about a year or so before, I had no insurance. You should have seen me trying to pay for that! I still have a bone chip stuck in the joint.

The lesson: It would have cost a lot less money to drive my car than riding my bike.