Office Work.......

[scbatz33]

Quote:
Good times indeed. Did either survive to adulthood?

much to my father's dismay. But younger sis has a killer scar since my nurturing mother who didn't keep it cleaned and it got seriously infected. I still remember her yelling at my 7 year old sis who was crying from the pain. Yeah, I had a fun childhood

 

[scbatz33]

Quote:
Laree. [secretly wondering why Laree didn't develop into a female axe murder...]

She uses her pent up aggression to write HI-larious letters to he co-workers.

 

[Buff Hooligans]

Quote:
Exactly. I'm healthy!

Just in case however, I'd advise your manager to remove all sharp objects from the office galley.

 

[LarryPQ]

BTW--In regards to my last story:

My dad was a medic in Nam, an xray tech, worked at the hospital for 30+ years. I grew up at the hospital, and was well-versed in first aid by the age of 7. The blood and ickiness of that day is not what I remember, but this:

-They couldn't find her finger nub: I probably washed it down the sink when "tending to her wounds".
-On the way to the hospital, my sister very calmly, but (*&(-ily explained to my dad he was holding her finger too tight.
-My sister had a non-stop supply of gummy bears and popcorn.
-My cousin and I did NOT get any gummy bears.
-The manager of the Villiage in was MAYBE 19, had terribly bad skin, was VERY young, and was scared crapless he was going to lose his job/get sued.
-We still went fishing, because my sister was adamant we were on a fishing trip, and she wanted to go fishing.
-She was the only one who caught any fish.

 

[LarryPQ]

Finally, an answer

https://www.backyardchickens.com/forum/viewtopic.php?id=364263&p=1

 

[scbatz33]

Sounds like fun! Seriously, we had very little trama by way of injuries as a children. Although my middle sis broke bother of her arms. Not at the same time but ina year apart or something.

The first time, we were on a trip to Niagra Falls. I bet her I could get to the car before she could. I knew her shoe was untied

Well, we aced, she fell and boom - tears. Mom yelled we were both chastised. No one knew her arm was broken until later that night after we went to bed. Em was in pain and so she told my mom. Mom blew it off. In fact I believe she yelled at her for getting out of bed and being a "martyr". That was my mother's favorite name for my sister.

Anywho, about an hour goes by and Em is in real pain and goes to my mother again. I went with her this time cause she was really hurting but afraid my mom would yell at her again. This time my aunt tells my mom that maybe something is really wrong and she should take her to the hospital. SUrprise! Broken arm.

Yup, surprising we don't need more therapy.

 

[LarryPQ]

Yikes! Ender fell off the bunk bed Sunday morning...he bonked his head (tile floors) but seemed ok. He did say he had a headache, but not enough to keep him from doing the "small child screetch" during playtime.

It wasn't until we were swimming later that afternoon I saw he had a black eye. So either he bonked himself again, or it took a while to form. You couldn't see it outside of the direct sun.

 

[Buff Hooligans]

Quote:
You better keep him there or someone will turn you in to Child Protection Services.

I never broke any bones, but did have a lot of concussions from falling out of trees before I got older and could climb better.

 

[LarryPQ]

You better keep him there or someone will turn you in to Child Protection Services

No one would ever question my story. Mostly because I would never have to tell it. Ender never shuts up, and will tell everyone he can, over and over, he fell out of the bed. There is a whole little pantomime that goes with it. A dance, really. If you are willing to go with him to his room, he will re-inact it for you.​

 

[LarryPQ]

Quote:
I'm taking this quote out of it's original context just for fun.

Same deal when he has the squirts, or hurts his peanuts.