My broken arm

By William Lister, age 7

The day after my birthday in March I was driving my new green and black buggy I got for my birthday when I turned the corner really fast and it rolled and the roll cage landed on my arm.

My arm got broken really bad and mum called the ambulance. The ambulance gave me the green whistle and some other thing they squirted up my nose. We went to Stanthorpe hospital in the ambulance and they put a cast on my broken arm.

The place that got broken in my arm was the top part of my left arm called the humerus.

The next day mum rang another doctor in Toowoomba and booked me in for surgery to join the broken bones up straight and put a pin inside the bone to hold it together.

I had a special cast on for 12 weeks and couldn’t play footy or go swimming. The worst part was that I couldn’t play footy with the Gremlins at Suncorp stadium or at the Titans game at the Gold Coast.

But my friends at school and Mrs O’Dea all signed my cast.

Last Monday I had another surgery to take the pins out. Now it feels heaps better and I can do all the things that I wanted to do before when I had a broken arm.

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