This event occurred sometime in May, the last 2-3 weeks before school ended for Summer Vacation the year I was in Third Grade. ( I think this was 1978).
At recess some friends and I are having a race to see who can reach the brick wall along the back of the Elementary Building first. As I approached the wall, I tripped. I flew into the wall. Putting out my left arm as a defense, I heard a loud crack. Then felt this horrible burning pain. I looked down to see one of my bones protruding out from my left arm. The teacher sent someone to the office for an inflatable cast. I cannot stop crying. Somehow, they manage to put my arm into the cast and I am taken to the Principal's office where the Secretary calls my mother.
Mom arrives and takes me to the Emergency Room, where x-rays are taken. My arm needs to be 'set'. Mom is standing there trying to comfort me while the doctor proceeds to set my arm. Mom glances over to see what the doctor is doing and sees him jam the bone back into my arm. She passes out and the nurses rush to help her. She assures them that she is fine. That she hadn't eaten lunch yet and that seeing my arm in its present condition on an empty stomach was a bit too much for her.
I have to wear a plaster cast for the entire summer. No swimming, no water slides, no playing in the water at the beach. The cast came off just before the next school year started.
Note: Mom always said that she and Mommatoo had planned to go out to lunch and were in fact just about to leave the house to go eat when the school called with my 'little emergency'.
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