Number of times i thought about jumping to my doom: 2
Number of times i should have thought about it: at least 3
Speed at which a hefty body falls to the ground: amazingly fast and involves math i am incapable of while medicated
Force at which upper arm hits crossbar on the way down: unspeakable
Number of thought that went through my mind in the execution of this fall: 2
Number of attempts required to repair shattered arm: 2
Place i arrived when i woke up from the second attempt: heaven
Number of staples required for said repair: 25 (i think)
Number of people dependent on me: 2
My social safety net: priceless
Hindsight: 20:20
2 comments:
i think it's 27 staples.
and also - you will have a VERY cool scar that will be highly visible in the summer and you can make up a great story that you were mcguyvering out of a locked attic or something along those lines.
i counted 26. at least the bruising has started to turn a lovely shade of yellow in some parts. it means your on the mend.
glad it was only your arm my friend. it could have been a lot worse.
xxx
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