A time I had to convince someone to trust me was when my brother Carlos had a charlie-horse. My grandma and I were in the livingroom one day when all the sudden my brother fell off the couch in his sleep. When we looked over he was flopping around on the floor crying. We asked him what was wrong and he replied screaming, "I have a charlie-horse." My grandma kind of stood there quietly while I immediately told him he had to straighten his leg and point his toes in towards his leg. I was pregnant at the time and remembered when I started getting charlie-horses that, that was what the doctor told me to do. Of course he did not listen to me though so I kept telling him to do it while he cried and screamed out, "No, it hurts too bad." I then just decided to get on the floor and straighten his leg myself. When I did so, just like I thought, the charlie-horse went away.
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