I had bought Robert a new soccer net and was excited to get it up since we were finally feeling the spring time weather.
While I was putting the net up, Robert got his soccer ball out and was dibbling and practicing in the yard.
Once I got the goal up he wanted to take shots on goal and asked me to be goalie. I originally said, "No - you kick too hard - I'll get hurt" but in the end I agreed (being the mom) and guess what, three kicks into the "fun time" Robert kicked a ball from far out and I cleared it, but not very far so he ran up close on the ball ... while he's running up on the ball I can play out how this is going to end up and shout out "No Robert, No Robert" but he nailed it - right at me - it was almost as if he was trying to get me - but I know he wasn't. I got my hands up, but not together, and whack!!!! My wrist went backwards. I started screaming, "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh" and ran in the house.
That was the end of soccer time.
I ran in the house screaming for Marissa to help me. Robert got me ice, and Marissa drove me to the urgent care. I was lucky to find a place open. I was also lucky that it wasn't broken (I thought for sure it was broken). It was just hyper-extended. I am to wear a brace for 10 days and then it should be fine.
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