I don't know if I want to make a rule that my people can't jump on trampolines anymore, but I have been hearing some stories about them since Julia's accident. Yesterday, when I picked up Julia's books from school, her teacher told me of her brother breaking his neck and becoming a quadraplegic forever after a fall on or from the trampoline. A woman in the waiting room of the surgeon told me her son broke his leg in two places on the trampoline. Our scout leader told me she, a sister, and their friends jumped on their trampoline all together all the time and survived with no injuries. Her telling me that and my recalling how often I jumped on a trampoline and never got seriously hurt make me think that I don't want to over-react because of this or the other stories I have been hearing; broken arms, ankles, neck... I have been hearing from many that they have a rule in place about "No Trampoline-jumping". I wonder if I should make that rule with my children. It was a freak accident and there should only be one on a trampoline at any time.
I vacillate. Sue jumped off a trampoline and landed on her back. I will never forget her silent scream look - staring up at the sky. She wasn't intentionally jumping off the trampoline; it just happened that way. That was the end of Grandpa Ferrara's taking us there for a fun interlude during the holiday gathering. Before that incident, Grandpa was talking about getting us one for our home. Grandma said, "yeah get 'em one, and you'd better get 'em a doctor too." It confirmed my feelings of her being a spoil sport. Now, I am getting in touch with my inner grandma. Hmm. What do y'all think?