Broken Bones

Have you ever broken a bone?

Broken Bones

Toes. No fixes there. Could only tape my toes together. One time I thought I was kicking a rock, when I was little, on vacation at my grandma’s house in the central valley of California. Ended up that it was a pipe sticking out of the ground. I was barefoot! Ouch!

I fell while roller skating just down the street from where I lived when I was a kid. Landed hard and broke my coccyx. Another ouch! And another without treatment, except sitting on a pillow.

I think I fractured my left arm when I was a kid. I fell from a horse. We were on vacation in the Seattle, WA, area so I didn’t go to the doctor. For the most part you can’t tell, but if you look at the angles of the crease on the inside of my elbows, they angle a bit differently.

What about you? Any broken Bones? If so, which ones, where and how?

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  1. I have. My first and hopefully my only happened in March 2018. It was an on the job fall. I had one of the wheelchair residents from the group home out to an appointment. God and I argued about my choice of parking to use for that appointment. God told me NOT to park there I chose to not listen and parked there. There was a speed bump that extended well into the space but it ran under the wheelchair van. God told me as I unloaded the resident “you are going to get hurt” I in a defiant snotty tone told God I saw the speed bump and I would remember it was there. WELL…… lets just say I forgot it was there because after loading the resident into the van and securing 2 of the 4 wheelchair tiedowns I walked around the back of the van to secure the other 2 tiedowns from the other sliding door. I never made it there. I instead tripped over that speedbump and fell landing on my left side. But I extended my left arm out straight to break my fall and at 425 pounds that was a devastating reaction. I not only severally dislocated my left elbow but I also broke my pinky finger, laying it across the back of my hand. That was a 2 year healing. After 1 year my elbow would not stay in socket so reconstruction surgery needed and that began year 2 of recovery. I learned my lesson. Listen to God and don’t sass Him. Now I know He did not “Cause” that fall but he allowed it.

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    1. Ouch, Teresa! And in more than the physical. That was a bad fall and a really long healing process. Dislocations are so difficult. (My shoulder still does that occasionally.)
      We definitely must learn our lessons.

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