undertrees asked: I'm glad you're on the mend, but JESUS HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? Were you battling robots? Did Wile E. Coyote use a giant lever to push a boulder onto you? Was it on a dare? If you'd prefer not to relive it, I can totally sympathize, but... wow, that's an impressive break!
RIGHT?
Let me tell you how I did it. I was walking down a sidewalk, after having consumed a grand total of one beer in an entire night, and tripped. In kitten heels. I happened to fall down on my arm in a way that made my body weight fall on the bone and I broke it in half. I felt it happen and saw my arm flop the wrong way and make a new crazy elbow mid-arm. It was pretty awful, but also kind of awesome in retrospect that I could remain conscious throughout that, because it was intense. I remember looking at my faraway hand and moving my fingers as they lay palm-up while the upper half of my arm was face down and being amazed that the whole shebang was still connected.
So yeah, I fell on the concrete wrong. I wish I had done it skydiving or something, but I didn’t.
