My bad brother has the worst advantage when it comes to hurting himself.
I actually don’t even suppose how several bones he has broken in his lifetime.
It has to be more than ten! He is a unquestionably rough kid, so that really has something to do with it, however even though he is rough, I don’t know that being rough has caused all of his complications. He seems to always be in the wrong locale at the wrong time. I wish that I could help him, but there is really nothing that I can do to help. I pick on him all of the time and tell him that he has so several complications that he needs to seek help. It is not unquestionably true, although he enjoys it when I pick on him about it. He literally tripped at our apartment the other afternoon and broke his warm. I knew that someone would trip over our air conditioner’s cord, although I did not know that it would be him. I thought for sure I would be the a single to trip on the cord to our air conditioner because it was in the residing room, and I am in the residing room the most. I told our husband when he installed the air conditioner to make sure that the cord was not a tripping hazard, although he obviously did not listen to me… My bad brother broke his arm for the third time, and it is all because of our air conditioner. He told us after everything happened that he wanted to throw that air conditioner out the window at the time of the accident. I don’t blame him, although I am enthusiastic that he didn’t because the people I was with and I need that air conditioner.