I had a cast on my right arm to the elbow in 6th grade....had a spell there where I was a “good” kid and the folks bought me a new stingray bike with 3 speed shifter on the frame forward of the banana seat.....sissy bar........and cards...
now son...DO NOT ride this bike til we remove your cast ok ?
soon as the folks taillites went gone......was racing the neighbors and hit a car coming around the corner on our street
new cast LEFT arm armpit to knuckles, new cast RIGHT arm armpit to knuckles
reckon the folks were mad ?
it got worse.....two broke arms ....who whipes my butt ?
Ma’ma ............ rough times
My son came home from visiting him and said mom, he cannot even pee without help. Both arms in casts... I did feel sorry for the kid, he was a good kid with a big problem.
Let me outdo your story.
Many years ago, my Best Friend gets Married. He was working in a Grocery Store and took a part time job working for a Pool Cleaning Service to make extra money.
He is helping unload Pool Chlorine off a flat bed truck. The 5 gallon Chlorine bottles were in boxes of four. As he was sliding the boxes toward the back of the bed, he tripped on a warped board and flew off the truck.
His Wife of one month calls me to tell me he is in the Hospital. I walk in the room. There he is with two broken arms smiling away.
While his Wife was working, his Mother In Law came over to help him out. Needless to say, he suffered with painful “digestive” issues until his Wife got home. He had amazing mind control. LOL
His wife proved her love for him then and there. She was and is a Princess.
And yes, I remember the Stingray with the 3 speed stick shift on the crossbar. A buddy of mine had one and hit a pothole, sliding him off the seat into the stick shift. It was not pleasant to see or hear his reaction...
How in the world did we survive such obstacles in life?