Arcanine 274 said:Alright, I have enough for a decent sized book, but I'm just going to say why I had the surgery.
When I was 12 years old I went to a water-park in Oklahoma City called White Water Bay. Anyways I went off a slide that probably is a 6-8 foot drop. When I hit the pool below I felt a sharp pain seer through my left arm, and when I came to the surface I realized that I could not move my left arm.
Somehow I swam the ~10 feet to the edge of the pool (with people jumping in behind me, still. WAIT YOUR TURN). Anyways I told my mom, who rushed me to the sad little doctor's place at the park, who decided that it was out-of-socket, and told me to go to the hospital.
Fastforward to the Hospital and picture my family and I, sopping wet with beach towels draped around us. White trash, anyone? lol.
I had to take X-rays of the arm (that was fun) and stand in the waiting room for 2-and-a-half hours, until my doctor decided that he would see me. He then told me that I broke my arm, due to a cist in my arm. Funfunfun.
I had to wear this horrible sling for about 10 weeks, but once I got out of it, I found out the cist was still there. So I had to wait until iy was fully healed before I could get surgery. But then I decided that I should wait until early-summer and not fight with it in the school-year.
And...here I am. Yay?
lol that took 13 minutes to write ;p
Arcanine out.
lol, "Bay." XP
White trash? ARCY?!?