On Thursday, I was involved in a serious car accident. I hit a dump truck head on.
My car was mangled beyond belief, both airbags deployed, and I was in bad shape. My right leg was obviously broken; it looked like a pillow doubled-over on itself. (Ouch!) My left arm was also obviously broken.
Paramedics arrived quickly, they pulled me out of my car (quite painfully) and I was laid on a stretcher. I heard someone say “be still, this might hurt,” and then followed the most painful thing I have ever encountered. He pulled my leg to re-set my femur. My leg popped loudly 3 times while I begged him to stop.
I was put on a helicopter and flown to the hospital.
Later that evening I had surgery on my arm and leg. On my right femur, they inserted a titanium rod to fuse the bones back together. For my left radius, they inserted a few pins to fasten a loose piece of bone.
I stayed in the hospital until Tuesday evening. I am home now, basically immobile for I assume quite a while.
I guess I should consider myself lucky. I am thankful for all my friends and family who showed support and came to visit or called during this tragedy.