I have a 10"metal plate in my upper arm...yes, I've broken a bone!

[TaraE.]

Back in the fall of 2000 (I was 18), a couple of friends and I went out for a drive late one night.  We ended up getting turned around out in the back roads, and it kept getting later and later.  We were scared that we were going to get into trouble, so the guy driving started going faster! We didn't know where we were, and it was very foggy out. I remember looking at the speedometer, and it said 65MPH, and it was rising.  I told him to slow down, that it was better us get home late and safe, than not get home at all!  The next thing I know, he says, "Hold ON! We're gonna wreck!" We missed a curve and drove down a revene! It was really rocky and deep.  I thought we were dead...

When the truck came to a stop, I tried to put my hands through my hair to calm myself down, but only one arm came up! Turns out that my right arm had been twisted around 3 times, breaking my bone spirally from the elbow to about 2-3 inches from my shoulder!  It was ROUGH!

To make a very long story not as long, I ended up with 8and1/2 hours of surgery, 5 days in the hospital, 4 months of physical therapy, and a 10 inch metal plate holding my humerus together! Plus, I have a wicked, Hollywood-looking scar, with the staple marks and all...But I'm lucky to have that gimpy arm. I nearly lost it...I nearly lost my life. God was in that truck that night, and I'll never forget it!

Tara

 

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