Dayton's+small+moment+drafting_11

Breaking my colerbone
I Feel the wind blow back in my face as i rush down the hill on the two wheeler. as the two wheeler wheels Radaled rocks flying high. My grandpa was trying to hold on. Then the two wheeler escaped him.

Me and my grandpa were at Emanuel Luthren Church we were mowing the churches lawn. It was a bright sunny summer day. I was 8 years old when I fell off the two wheeler. I did not loose control of the two wheeler. The two wheeler started to turn sideways and I rolled off on my shoulder. I rememeber saying OUCH because my shoulder was shooting misrible pain throught my arm after I fall off the two wheeler. I was thinking to myself what do I do now. My arm felt misrable.The second I fell right off the two wheeler all I hear is the sound of the two wheeler roll on its side. I heared my grandpas boots stomping while he is running down the hill. He ask me if I was OK.

When my grandpa was carrying me to his truck I remember seeing grandpas two wheeler laying on its side. I ended up going to Dr. Penny and he had me swing my arm around. Because I was so scared I continued to spin my arm around over my head even though the pain was miserable. Dr. Penny wanted to do further tests and my mom agreed so he sent us to Bergan Mercy for xrays.

At the hospital they took several xrays. It seemed like forever as we waited for the radiologist to read my results. Finally the nurse came in and told us that I broke my collar bone in half and that I had to be put in a sling. I remember the sling had dinosaurs on it. After following up with Dr. Penny my bone was not healing correctly so I had to wear a figure eight brace. I think I have learned my lesson when it comes to trying to ride a two wheeler.