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Thank you :) To answer the question. We live on a plain, surrounded by mountains so snowfall is rare for us here. Three years ago we got some, 6 inches in just under 3 hours. The kids loved it went hurtling out to join in the snowball fight with the other kids in the road. 5 minutes (and I mean that truly) later Jack came in his leg pouring with blood and a hole through his left leg at the knee. We thought he'd landed on glass, phoned the hospital and they said to call an ambulance. The ambulance triage said it would send out an appliance as soon as they were able (they were very busy with people busting ankles etc). Two hours later, Jack now on his back with the leg elevated, above his heart to slow the bleeding, was looking pale and his lips had started going blue. A friend came with a 4x4 and bundled him into the back and raced off to the hospital which was literally only 10 minutes away normally. I got a phone call from my husband saying that he had not landed on glass it was ice in the leg wound which had managed to slow the bleeding however, there was an air bubble in the leg and this needed surgery to remove and also the knee needed to be repaired. There was no tendon or muscle damage which was a miracle but he now supports a wonderful scar. Since then we have had snow every year and the boys are learning to respect what they can't see as much as they can. The icicle was pointing upwards, a drip apparently that had frozen. Can you believe it, from a lamp post of all things. The only one in existence lol. Honestly both boys have been hit by cars and walked away with just cuts and bruises, although they were both taken to hospital in ambulances with flashing lights the works. They have both impaled themselves on the most amazing things, Jack on an upward facing icicle and Mark on an elaborate hook on the wall in my bedroom which I used to hang my long necklaces on. It was 5 foot up the wall so as not to cause injury to my little grand children but I didn't reckon on Mark climbing onto the window ledge to pull cabling through the ceiling from the room above. He slipped and, yes you guessed it, landed on the hook. 2 Fire Engines, 2 Ambulances, the Police and the street came to witness this debacle. Mark was rushed to hospital with the hook lodged firmly in his back. He was doped up to the eyebrows on gas and air. They were treating him for a punctured lung, broken ribs etc etc. He was rushed into the Resuscitation Unit hooked up to all sorts of machines, x-rayed and low and behold, the hook had lodged between his ribs. The doctor managed to pull it out and then superglued the wound together. Honest to goodness I couldn't believe it when he and his dad turned up at the house 2 hours after the incident and all he had to show for it was an amazing bruise and a hole in his back covered by glue and a pressure dressing... They have 9 lives I'm convinced of it :D

Yeah I never try to split them up. Got a black eye the last time I did. I tend to get them pinned down and then throw them into separate rooms till they calm down. Both boys have had surgery Mark for a broken wrist and Jack for impaling himself on the only upward icicle in the northern hemisphere :D Bill is a menace. If I leave him alone for a moment he's shifting furniture around, up a ladder painting or doing God knows what. Good job I'm not blind believe me. He'll be superglued to the sofa when we get him home until the Doctors say its safe for him to do light duties :)

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The day things go smoothly and I have a quiet time, I worry like hell that something is definitely not right :facepalm: Paranoia is now setting in :D

You worry too much, he'll be fine. Why's he in a hospital anyway? I bet he's there cause you beat him up with a rolling pin. http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_emoticons/dark/tongue.gif Hah, you have no idea, that's just the beginning. I have a brother, he's 5 years younger than me and we always fought, even when we had no reason to. I remember beating him up for opening a bag of chips on the wrong end. http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_emoticons/dark/laugh.gif That went on since I was about 12 till I got kicked out of the house and the fights just got worse as we got older. It's completely normal, unless they're breaking each other's bones or are using baseball bats, that's not good. And since there's only a slight difference in their age, expect the fights to get much more common pretty soon. http://forums.nexusmods.com/public/style_emoticons/dark/thumbsup.gif Ok! Now I'm totally gonna leave home. Jack, the youngest, broke Mark's arm when he slammed a door in a fit of pique and Mark was chasing him. They love each other to pieces most of the time but when they fight omg, they fight. Mark is being teased by his sisters as they call him "Shaggy" off Scooby Doo. It is amusing as he does sound like him, but I can't wait for his voice to break as he's getting really frustrated. I feel sorry for his teachers having to sit through classes full of pre-pubescent boys all with fluctuating voices :facepalm: My husband has had a series of strokes and was in hospital over Christmas. He's had operations on his carotid to clear them of the blockages that were causing them. The blockages were caused by the radiotherapy he had 4 years ago to combat throat cancer. He's putting us all through the ringer, and if he doesn't behave I will be using a baseball bat on him myself. :D

What's the problem? Husband back in Hospital, had major surgery today. In HDU should be home by the weekend all being well. My youngest two (boys of 14 and 12) driving me nuts fighting and arguing. I know the elder one is going through hormonal stuff but hey beating up his younger bro even if he ticks him off, isn't the way to go solving disputes :(

I hate life in general at the moment :(

Nite nite. I got a headache from listening to Werne's music (if that is what it is really called). One could use it in a cornfield I believe it would be easier to scare off unwanted birds than a scarecrow :D :D :D

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Everything in Cheshire seems to be immobile at the minute :D

nite nite :D

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Sweetheart, I had a very good friend who had two Rottweilers. He and his partner owned a pub and needed the extra protection as it was a "gay" haunt. I used to go there after work as it was a safe haven from predators when I needed to chillax after a hard days work. They were both good friends as were a number of their clientèle. Quite a few "straight" people frequented the place and we were all good friends. There was never any trouble except when a group of young lads came in and took us on at pool. We thrashed them and they didn't take kindly to the lesson :) Stereotyping is something I hate with a passion and I try to never pigeon hole anyone as I believe it is totally unfair I get to know people as individuals and love them for the foibles their warts and all.... By the way did you get my message???? Did it help????

I'm already gone

Its a great deal of fun. I don't understand how I can play Alan Wake with no problems and not get Skyrim to work properly total confusion reigns :D

Ok, been playing Alan Wake, omg my jaw aches and my shoulders hurt. I've only played Chapter 1 so far and I feel like I've gone through a bloody wringer :D

Thanks guys I do have it and will play it soon.

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anyone played Alan Wake

Oh and goodnight all I'm totally knackered and need sleep :)

Well I'm no-one's fool except my own :D

I see we all have a great deal to say today :wallbash:

go for it

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I'm a terrible liar