Saturday, 27 October 2012
Last night, Owen fell off his bed (while jumping, not while sleeping) and fractured his arm. A few members of the staff at the ER referenced the “No More Monkeys Jumping on the Bed” song. So, today, he’s got a cast on.
If you recall from my last post, I was at a reading event in Stillwater last night. After the reading, several of us went out for drinks and appatizers. While there, Jennifer called to tell me what happened, so I left promptly and met them at the ER.
Owen was a bit nervous upon first arriving at the hospital, but the intake nurse was very calm and understanding. After we were taken to an exam room, Owen was very happy to find out he would be able to watch Star Wars: The Worst Episode while he waited for drugs to kick in and for the x-rays to process.
After the doctor returned and said there was a fracture near his wrist (in his right arm), I left with Isla. She had no intention of going to sleep. About 20 minutes later, Jennifer and Owen arrived home. Thanks to the pain-killers, Owen drifted off to sleep within minutes.
Today Isla tried getting Owen to jump on the bed with her again, but he was having no part in it.
Sunday, 28 October 2012
The convalescing Owen makes a guest blog post:
Eensy. Crazy. Weirdo.
Owen has a comma at the end of the ‘N.’ I said ‘N.’ Not ‘end.’
I am a stinker. Um…Hm…Um…Ha ha ha ha. I don’t know what to say. Weird.
Um…Isla has a play room. I have a room! Put an exclamation mark.
Um…I like school. I like recess. Is it math time? Um…Owen has a marble works. Hm…I’m a weirdo. Who are you sending this to?
I said, “Oh.”
After “to,” there’s supposed to be an “oh” up there.
That was a total mistake.
But it wasn’t my mistake.
I have a cast. Um…I fell. Off the bed. And went to the hospital. I’m mean Children’s Hospital. And I watched Star Wars at the hospital. And, at the hospital, they had to squirt some drugs in my nose, and it was weird. Period.
I will have this cast on for a month. It is very hard to write. This is hilarious. What time is it? It’s 9:40.
Um, no, I’m not all done.
There’s still one more word I wanna say. Are you ready to hear it?
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
All right, I’m done.