The heat wave has gone and autumn has begun autumning. We’ve gone from considering buying a fan to
having jumpers ready at the door. The
kids have to be waiting at the corner by 7:40 to be picked up for school and
every morning they’ve needed an extra layer.
As the temperature drops and rain falls about twice a week, we now have
to be more selective of when we wash our clothes and how we dry them. Talluah and I set out for the discount store
on our bikes to buy a clothes horse con
alas (with wings) and a laundry basket.
I opted for the clothes horse with its plastic wrapper and Talluah
carried the laundry basket. On the way
home Talluah tried to go up a foot path and was thrown from the bike. She rolled in true commando style and jumped
straight back onto the horse with a very sore wrist.
Several hours later she calmly announced that she might have
broken her wrist. With bikes as our only
form of transport she messaged Rosario, who just happened to be in Buenos
Aires. Next was Luli, the primary school
principal. Luli appeared on our doorstep
and a minute later Juan, Rosario’s husband, was also here ready to take Talluah
to the clinic. Luli won the coin toss
and whisked Talluah away to see a doctor.
The doctor told Luli she can’t be in the X-ray room but Luli said she
was there to help translate. The doctor
said to Talluah in English, ”Sit,” and pointed to a chair. Some people are always right. However, this doesn’t explain why Talluah’s
name was spelt Taullh on the X-ray.
Luckily nothing was broken but the doctor told Talluah she
has tendonitis and needs to keep it immobilised until the pain subsides.
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