Friday the 13th turned out to be bad luck for me. I was hanging out with the other siblings at Ethan’s Titans practice at Gold Hill Middle, and we were jumping up to grab onto the pull up bar on the back side of the football uprights. I fell off and landed hard on my arm. I was upset, and cried with Daddy, but Mommy wasn’t at practice, and Daddy thought it was just hurt a little and I would be fine. After I didn’t stop crying and it I wouldn’t move it, Daddy decided to take me to the urgent care to get it checked out. I was really scared and I even told Daddy that I didn’t want to die. He told me that you wouldn’t die from a broken bone. When we got to the urgent care, I was very brave when they took me back to get an x-ray of my arm. Unfortunately, the x-ray showed that my arm had a small fracture. The doctor there gave me a sling, and a popsicle, and that made me feel better. They told Daddy that it would be OK for us to wait until Monday to get the real cast put on, and so I just have to be very careful with it this weekend.

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