Originally Posted by
Sybil Ludington
I remember when I was a kid, 7 or 8, mom came into the family room where dad and I were working on a puzzle, and we looked at her and kinda' like ... uh yeah? She said she hit her crazy bone. We looked at each other, and said well...sorry, but you're ok. At which point, she passed out. Dad sent me next door to get our neighbor, who was a nurse. When she answered the door I told her what happened, and she came with me saying, I never heard of anyone passing out from hitting their crazy bone, you must have misunderstood. When we got there and she asked dad what happened, he said the same thing. She apologized to me for not believing me, and proceeded to try and bring her around, and finally, mom told her the same thing. We were all baffled... But, mom never could stand much pain, and numerous times nearly passed out if I injured myself, and it drew blood. She was such a wus.