Snap! Crackle! Pop! Have You or Loved One Ever Broken a Bone, Had a Sports Injury, Etc.?

[seoulsearch]

Hey Everyone,

I was thinking the other day about how blessed I am to have never "officially" broken a bone. I had a fracture in my foot once, but didn't need a boot or cast (just a good, solid shoe that I left untied.) I don't know how it happened -- I was in some kind of "step aerobics" phase (remember when that was the craze?!) and couldn't do any workouts because of how much my foot was hurting -- and it took forever to heal.

I tried playing sports when I was a kid, but I am NOT coordinated, so if I DID try playing a team sport, my assigned position was always the bench. (Hey, at least my risk of injury was pretty low!)

I have a relative who, many years ago, broke a bone at a military camp, and by the time he received the medical care he really needed, they had to rebreak and reset the bone. YE -- OUCH!!! It put his dominant arm out of commission for about a year, so he had to learn to write and do everything else with his non-dominant hand.

A friend was also recently telling me about the ordeal they went through in trying to find a good orthopedic surgeon when their kids (plural!) had serious sports injuries. I can't imagine having one child with a broken bone, torn ligament, etc. -- let alone several!

It just had me thinking about how grateful I am that I haven't had such ailments (seeing as I'm a bit of a couch potato, I guess I would be considered very low-risk, except for falling off the couch!)

But never mind me -- I would like to know about you!

* Have you ever broken a bone, torn something, had a sport injury, etc.?

* What about your kids and family members?

* How would you rate the care you received? Were you able to find the right medical providers for your condition?

* Did you have someone to help care for you, or have you nursed someone else through an injury?

* How long did it take to heal, or is it chronic, and how are you/someone you know managing today?


I'm just interested in hearing other's stories about how God has provided for them in these situations.

 

[Tall_Timbers]

When I was five I fell out of bed and broke both collar bones. I had to wear some kind of a soft brace for a long time. The bones healed, but not in perfect alignment. I was never able to properly throw a baseball on account of the misalignment, so had to throw sidearm.

When I was in the Air Force Officer Training School I was ordered to the head doctor's office. He grilled me about 2 or 3 broken bones in my feet that had heeled. He accused me of not reporting those injuries when I was getting my physical examination before being offered an Air Force slot. I told him I had no idea of any broken bones in my feet. I added that I was a marathon runner and had participated in a lot of sports in my youth, so it's very possible I'd broken those bones during such activities. He believed me. If it wasn't for that experience I would only know about the collar bones being broken.

I don't believe any of my children have had a broken bone.

 

[Lanolin]

My sister broke her little finger and a tooth playing net ball and another time she injured her shin (fracture) when she was running a marathon. It healed though and she came out of it stronger.

My bible lady teacher was constantly falling off things and was very accident prone from the time she was a baby. Her family said she needed to be bubble wrapped. Her husband closed the car door on her finger and it came off. So she had that bit missing, and a few years ago she fell and broke or fractured her arm and had to have it in a sling...I was driving her around. She always came right though.
She needs lifts put in her shoes because one leg is longer than the other. She never had a good sense of balance and says she has funny eyes. She was blind at birth she says but her parents prayed and God healed her. She can do everything though its amazing even despite all of her limitations, she finds ways. She now has a cane and a walker, but still gets out and about, though at the moment she is waiting on clearance so she can drive again. She could never play sports though, her children did.

as for me. I fell of a high stool in high school, it landed on top of my shin bone and I got concussed on the floor. I was painting a mural at the time on the stool (was on the wall, and had to reach), in one of the rooms off the classrooms, and the teacher opened the door, I looked around and fell off.

I was carried to the nurses sick bay where the nurse just had me lie down and take a panadol.

I am certain I may have fractured my skull or neck bones but have never had an x-ray to confirm. Months later I began to have dizzy spells, but mostly it being up and down and I was diagnosed with a mental disorder, they tried to treat it with drugs. I am certain, looking back that it was due to that fall. It affected my whole life. But nobody really knew at the time that was the cause. Everyone just thought I was stressed and going crazy or had a nervous breakdown. Or they called it a chemical imbalance.

To this day sometimes I get headaches and tire easily and have to lie down. Sometimes I can't seem to switch off my brain (for rest) and other times I will fall asleep in the afternoons. I don't know if I have such a thing as resilience that people keep talking about. But hey I survived, am still alive, to tell the tale, so thats something!

How about you.

 

[Churchgoer]

Recent years I have been very carefully listening to God.

A few years ago my leg/knee broke after tennis play. I didn't think much. It got better after couple month or so. It was not too bad. Just some muscle pain. It happened after a church meeting.

Then 2nd time it happened again. Also happened after or before church time. I focused more on personal play time than church serving time.

Then 3rd time again. I think I had to stop playing for 1 year or so.

Then it got me to realize God is speaking to me. When it is time for prayer meeting, or church meeting, I need to focus my mind and body to God.

Even after that, I still experienced huge lost when I skipped prayer meeting again, due to a pre arrangement.

Now God really gets my attention. No more skipping God. Carefully listen to Him every day. HE is real, and direct my steps one day at a time.

 

[Lanolin]

My mum had several issues with her bones, near the end of her life, as well as cancer. When she was in hospital and recovering from treatments, a nurse got her to sit up in bed and yanked her upright and hurt her shoulder, like she pulled it or something. She complained about the nurse that was too rough, she was a big/heavy nurse and my mum was only little/petite.

She had massages to help with the pain and that was good for her. But as she kept doing things like gardening and cooking eventually it became too much and her bones kind of became fragile and seized up..as the body when gets older depletes fat and calcium reserves (also due to cancer treatment) it turned out that she had a fracture in her spine and it became very painful. She had to bed rest but if you do it for too long you sort of atrophy without exercise, and it all becomes to painful, plus cancer had spreads to her bones. She broke her arm (snapped) while going to the bathroom trying to hold on to the sink.

Bones really are alive and actually spiritually significant but quite often people don't understand this. In the Bible it talks about making dry bones live, and the spirit dividing bones and marrow or something like that. If you break a bone, it can heal (Jesus was always healing by laying on hands) but it needs to be set right first. As we get older, esp women, can become very fragile and brittle. If you have strong bones and make 'old bones' then you have more chances of living a good life. Its very important to protect out bones by having good nutrition.
Babies/childrens bones are growing but they can also be like rubber before they harden as an adult and then they don't grow anymore. Our skeletons are remarkable things. Also, God made Eve out of Adam's rib. Now some people dismiss this as nonsense and not literally true, but I do believe women are not as strong as men (weaker sex, as some people call it) because our bones are finer than mens. Men are thick, women don't have the strength a man has inherently. We can become stronger, of course, but that needs to be done over time.

I was never strong in that sense and sometimes I feel like a bird that I am so light I could fly away. When I was a child, everyone would pick me up and carry me, being smaller and younger helped but it was always remarked that I had slender bones. It is sad if you have beauty its because of your bone structure. In the 90s it seemed it was fashionable for women to be skinny and have your bones showing but I never thought I was attractive because I was skinny. It just felt like I was malnourished in some way and not deliberately.

I am quite aware that the women in my family, like my grandmother, did not have strong bones because she refused to drink milk (high in calcium) but really I think its due to a number of factors including getting enough vitamin D. She fell and broke her hip, then couldn't walk, and that was kind of the end if you can't walk. The orthapaedic wards are full of women who break their bones, most of them elderly. Now there is a lot more awareness of things like Osteoporosis and things like measuring bone density, weight resistance training and movement that helps bones.


Anyway sorry about the lecture but I think its important to look after our bones.

 

[Lynx]

Grandma broke her hip a few years ago. Got a pin in it.

That's about all from our family.

 

[NightTwister]

Broken arm when I was 2. No seat belts back then, certainly no car seats. I fell to the floor when my dad had to stop quickly. I don't remember it.
Broken finger catching my dad's pitching. Splint for awhile and all was good.
Torn labrum from throwing a baseball while umpiring. Stem cell injections resolved it.
I helped my mom after she had hip replacement surgery.

 

[Godsgirl1983]

OUCH! @seoulsearch your 'click bait' title makes me hurt just reading it, lol.

To sum it up in a nutshell:
Injured my knee as a teen. Although it was not through something cool like sports (it was from trying to get away from someone in a snowball fight who was being too rough and who was intentionally trying to hurt me, well they hurt me alright!), it was classified as a 'sports injury'. To this day I have issues with it.

I've broken my little toe more than a few times. Dunno if it ever healed back correctly or not.

I've twisted/sprained my ankles a few times throughout my life.

Oh, just remembered about breaking my little finger as a teen by falling in a bounce house. I lost balance, fell/flipped over the inflatable wall between the stairs or ramp or whatever going up and the slide going down. Natural reflex was to throw my arms/hands back to catch myself against the wall, but instead of catching me, being inflatable it bent back from the pressure, and I flipped over it somehow getting my hand caught under my body and ending up with a broken pinky.
At least the therapy for that was 'fun', lol; I got to 'play' with therapy putty several times throughout the day.

yeah, that title just makes my whole body hurt reading it

 

[Karlon]

Hey Everyone,

I was thinking the other day about how blessed I am to have never "officially" broken a bone. I had a fracture in my foot once, but didn't need a boot or cast (just a good, solid shoe that I left untied.) I don't know how it happened -- I was in some kind of "step aerobics" phase (remember when that was the craze?!) and couldn't do any workouts because of how much my foot was hurting -- and it took forever to heal.

I tried playing sports when I was a kid, but I am NOT coordinated, so if I DID try playing a team sport, my assigned position was always the bench. (Hey, at least my risk of injury was pretty low!)

I have a relative who, many years ago, broke a bone at a military camp, and by the time he received the medical care he really needed, they had to rebreak and reset the bone. YE -- OUCH!!! It put his dominant arm out of commission for about a year, so he had to learn to write and do everything else with his non-dominant hand.

A friend was also recently telling me about the ordeal they went through in trying to find a good orthopedic surgeon when their kids (plural!) had serious sports injuries. I can't imagine having one child with a broken bone, torn ligament, etc. -- let alone several!

It just had me thinking about how grateful I am that I haven't had such ailments (seeing as I'm a bit of a couch potato, I guess I would be considered very low-risk, except for falling off the couch!)

But never mind me -- I would like to know about you!

* Have you ever broken a bone, torn something, had a sport injury, etc.?

* What about your kids and family members?

* How would you rate the care you received? Were you able to find the right medical providers for your condition?

* Did you have someone to help care for you, or have you nursed someone else through an injury?

* How long did it take to heal, or is it chronic, and how are you/someone you know managing today?


I'm just interested in hearing other's stories about how God has provided for them in these situations.

i endured a football injury in high school when i tackled someone there was about 3 other players there & i got "head rammed" on my thigh bone. not a break but it took 2 weeks to go away. then once, i was bike pedaling down a steep hill, had to make a right turn & did but in was going so fast that crashed on the hill in the cemetery. same sort of injury on my thigh bone. the injury indented my thigh in that area. took about a month to heal. i smashed my thumb once on a concrete step job but that was 1 of the miracles Jesus performed on me & the next day i woke up, no pain, no marks, no nothing. also, i wacked myself just above my right eye with a drum stick while at a gig. i saw floaters for the next 30 years. no tears. no kids. never went to the hospital. i assisted people when they had injuries.

 

[seoulsearch]

OUCH! @seoulsearch your 'click bait' title makes me hurt just reading it, lol.

yeah, that title just makes my whole body hurt reading it

Lol!!

My "raging clickbait title" came from, who else!

The Rice Krispie elves!!

Hopefully this will alleviate some of your pain:






I've really been appreciating the stories everyone has been sharing.

I'm always amazed at how God designed our bodies to heal on their own, even when adjustments and interventions need to be made.

 

[TabinRivCA]

Ok mine, kinda silly. I was in 7th grade playing basketball and decided we needed some entertainment. So I decided to balance myself on the basketball like they do in the circus walking on top of...balls. I remember saying 'Hey everyone look at me' and I think I made it about two feet then hit the ground. I looked up seeing everyone around me and feeling a pain in my shoulder.
So I went to the nurses and they called my mom. Another problem, she was a talker and kept the nurse on the phone asking how I was, is she hurt..and so forth for about 15 minutes. I'm thinking 'please cut it short this time mom please' lol. Anyway, had a fractured shoulder and went to my Drs. I since had to retell this story over and over about what happened to my shoulder. At least while I was uncomfortable in the cast, I was making people laugh hahaha and letting them know 'don't ever try this!'.

 

[Tall_Timbers]

Oh, I forgot, I broke my face a few years ago when I was running on a trail that had a lot of raised tree roots. I have some permanent memory loss from the incident, but apparently I tripped and fell and got knocked out. When I came to I resumed running. When the trail came out to the road I didn't know which way to go. Thankfully I guessed right. When I got to the car my son was there as he came with me but went running on his own. I asked him what he was doing there. We got in the car and he asked me if I wanted him to drive. I said no but then I saw my face in the rear view mirror and saw blood and twigs and bits of leaves I knew something happened so I let him drive us home. When we got home I showered and then I blew my nose and a bunch of air came out of my eye socket. I asked my son to drive me to the ER. After the doctor checked me out I was diagnosed with a cracked skull that included part of the face and the eye socket. I was fortunate that the pieces were all properly lined up so I didn't need to do anything except to be careful while it healed. I still like to trail run but the nearest unimproved trail is about 40 minutes away where I live now so I no longer get much trail running in.

 

[Tall_Timbers]

All these memories. I was a missionary to Colombia S.A. I was building a tower out of brick and was working on the third floor. It was a new day and I hauled up some bricks and mortar and all the tools I needed. I was about to start laying bricks when the boards that everything was on gave way, apparently under too much weight. I came down along with bricks and mortar and everything else. My right ankle was dislocated and there might have been a broken bone or two, but there aren't any xray machines out where I was in the jungle. The local guy that knows a lot about doctoring cows got my ankle all lined up to where it should be and it took forever to heal.

Fast forward a few decades and I was playing with my kids when I dislocated that ankle again. Ouch! Had to go to the ER to get fixed up.

 

[seoulsearch]

When I was five I fell out of bed and broke both collar bones. I had to wear some kind of a soft brace for a long time. The bones healed, but not in perfect alignment. I was never able to properly throw a baseball on account of the misalignment, so had to throw sidearm.

When I was in the Air Force Officer Training School I was ordered to the head doctor's office. He grilled me about 2 or 3 broken bones in my feet that had heeled. He accused me of not reporting those injuries when I was getting my physical examination before being offered an Air Force slot. I told him I had no idea of any broken bones in my feet. I added that I was a marathon runner and had participated in a lot of sports in my youth, so it's very possible I'd broken those bones during such activities. He believed me. If it wasn't for that experience I would only know about the collar bones being broken.

I don't believe any of my children have had a broken bone.

Oh, I forgot, I broke my face a few years ago when I was running on a trail that had a lot of raised tree roots. I have some permanent memory loss from the incident, but apparently I tripped and fell and got knocked out. When I came to I resumed running. When the trail came out to the road I didn't know which way to go. Thankfully I guessed right. When I got to the car my son was there as he came with me but went running on his own. I asked him what he was doing there. We got in the car and he asked me if I wanted him to drive. I said no but then I saw my face in the rear view mirror and saw blood and twigs and bits of leaves I knew something happened so I let him drive us home. When we got home I showered and then I blew my nose and a bunch of air came out of my eye socket. I asked my son to drive me to the ER. After the doctor checked me out I was diagnosed with a cracked skull that included part of the face and the eye socket. I was fortunate that the pieces were all properly lined up so I didn't need to do anything except to be careful while it healed. I still like to trail run but the nearest unimproved trail is about 40 minutes away where I live now so I no longer get much trail running in.

All these memories. I was a missionary to Colombia S.A. I was building a tower out of brick and was working on the third floor. It was a new day and I hauled up some bricks and mortar and all the tools I needed. I was about to start laying bricks when the boards that everything was on gave way, apparently under too much weight. I came down along with bricks and mortar and everything else. My right ankle was dislocated and there might have been a broken bone or two, but there aren't any xray machines out where I was in the jungle. The local guy that knows a lot about doctoring cows got my ankle all lined up to where it should be and it took forever to heal.

Fast forward a few decades and I was playing with my kids when I dislocated that ankle again. Ouch! Had to go to the ER to get fixed up.

My goodness, Mr. Timbers,

It's truly amazing and a huge blessing that you are here posting with us!! I can't imagine going through even a fraction of these ordeals.

Thank you for your military and missionary service!

To say that God had a plan for your life would be an understatement.

The story that really gave me the heebie jeebies was when you said that air was coming out of your eye socket. Mercy me!! (Eye injuries especially freak me out.)

I'm particularly impressed with the cow doctor being able to properly line up all the bones in your ankle.

Sorry for all the random thoughts...

God has truly blessed you with an outstanding life.

 

[seoulsearch]

My sister broke her little finger and a tooth playing net ball and another time she injured her shin (fracture) when she was running a marathon. It healed though and she came out of it stronger.

My bible lady teacher was constantly falling off things and was very accident prone from the time she was a baby. Her family said she needed to be bubble wrapped. Her husband closed the car door on her finger and it came off. So she had that bit missing, and a few years ago she fell and broke or fractured her arm and had to have it in a sling...I was driving her around. She always came right though.
She needs lifts put in her shoes because one leg is longer than the other. She never had a good sense of balance and says she has funny eyes. She was blind at birth she says but her parents prayed and God healed her. She can do everything though its amazing even despite all of her limitations, she finds ways. She now has a cane and a walker, but still gets out and about, though at the moment she is waiting on clearance so she can drive again. She could never play sports though, her children did.

as for me. I fell of a high stool in high school, it landed on top of my shin bone and I got concussed on the floor. I was painting a mural at the time on the stool (was on the wall, and had to reach), in one of the rooms off the classrooms, and the teacher opened the door, I looked around and fell off.

I was carried to the nurses sick bay where the nurse just had me lie down and take a panadol.

I am certain I may have fractured my skull or neck bones but have never had an x-ray to confirm. Months later I began to have dizzy spells, but mostly it being up and down and I was diagnosed with a mental disorder, they tried to treat it with drugs. I am certain, looking back that it was due to that fall. It affected my whole life. But nobody really knew at the time that was the cause. Everyone just thought I was stressed and going crazy or had a nervous breakdown. Or they called it a chemical imbalance.

To this day sometimes I get headaches and tire easily and have to lie down. Sometimes I can't seem to switch off my brain (for rest) and other times I will fall asleep in the afternoons. I don't know if I have such a thing as resilience that people keep talking about. But hey I survived, am still alive, to tell the tale, so thats something!

How about you.

I'm glad your sister healed up, and that lady that "needed to be bubble wrapped" has quite a story!! It's interesting that while she had problems with balance and clumsiness, her children played sports. Sure, they could have gotten it from her husband, but I think genetics are fascinating, and how kids can seem to inherit, or be born with, a completely different set of skills than their parents.

God's variety, and how it comes out, is amazing.

I'm so sorry about your fall and injury!!! How utterly frustrating to know the source of some of the things you struggle with but not having anyone really listen or to able to do anything about it.

I'm glad it hasn't stopped your abilities to read and write, as you seem to really flourish in those areas.

 

[seoulsearch]

Grandma broke her hip a few years ago. Got a pin in it.

That's about all from our family.

Your Grandma was so blessed to have you to look after her.

Broken arm when I was 2. No seat belts back then, certainly no car seats. I fell to the floor when my dad had to stop quickly. I don't remember it.
Broken finger catching my dad's pitching. Splint for awhile and all was good.
Torn labrum from throwing a baseball while umpiring. Stem cell injections resolved it.
I helped my mom after she had hip replacement surgery.

Fascinating stuff regarding the stem cell injections... And the time when cars didn't have seat belts.

Very glad you made it through and were able to help your mom!

i endured a football injury in high school when i tackled someone there was about 3 other players there & i got "head rammed" on my thigh bone. not a break but it took 2 weeks to go away. then once, i was bike pedaling down a steep hill, had to make a right turn & did but in was going so fast that crashed on the hill in the cemetery. same sort of injury on my thigh bone. the injury indented my thigh in that area. took about a month to heal. i smashed my thumb once on a concrete step job but that was 1 of the miracles Jesus performed on me & the next day i woke up, no pain, no marks, no nothing. also, i wacked myself just above my right eye with a drum stick while at a gig. i saw floaters for the next 30 years. no tears. no kids. never went to the hospital. i assisted people when they had injuries.

You have definitely had an eventful life, Karlon!

I enjoy hearing about your life stories. The thumb healing was amazing!

Glad to have you here.

 

[seoulsearch]

OUCH! @seoulsearch your 'click bait' title makes me hurt just reading it, lol.

To sum it up in a nutshell:
Injured my knee as a teen. Although it was not through something cool like sports (it was from trying to get away from someone in a snowball fight who was being too rough and who was intentionally trying to hurt me, well they hurt me alright!), it was classified as a 'sports injury'. To this day I have issues with it.

I've broken my little toe more than a few times. Dunno if it ever healed back correctly or not.

I've twisted/sprained my ankles a few times throughout my life.

Oh, just remembered about breaking my little finger as a teen by falling in a bounce house. I lost balance, fell/flipped over the inflatable wall between the stairs or ramp or whatever going up and the slide going down. Natural reflex was to throw my arms/hands back to catch myself against the wall, but instead of catching me, being inflatable it bent back from the pressure, and I flipped over it somehow getting my hand caught under my body and ending up with a broken pinky.
At least the therapy for that was 'fun', lol; I got to 'play' with therapy putty several times throughout the day.

yeah, that title just makes my whole body hurt reading it

I'm so sorry about the snowball fight, especially since someone did this to you on purpose!

I'm always very sad to hear about injuries that affect people for life.

But at least all of this most definitely hasn't affected your spunk (maybe it just increased it, lol!)

Ok mine, kinda silly. I was in 7th grade playing basketball and decided we needed some entertainment. So I decided to balance myself on the basketball like they do in the circus walking on top of...balls. I remember saying 'Hey everyone look at me' and I think I made it about two feet then hit the ground. I looked up seeing everyone around me and feeling a pain in my shoulder.
So I went to the nurses and they called my mom. Another problem, she was a talker and kept the nurse on the phone asking how I was, is she hurt..and so forth for about 15 minutes. I'm thinking 'please cut it short this time mom please' lol. Anyway, had a fractured shoulder and went to my Drs. I since had to retell this story over and over about what happened to my shoulder. At least while I was uncomfortable in the cast, I was making people laugh hahaha and letting them know 'don't ever try this!'.

Oh my goodness, naturally, the first thing I thought of was something like this, except maybe without the unicycle.





Lol... God bless your mom, but I hope she never worked in emergency services!

Thank you for teaching us a good lesson (don't try to balance on balls!) through your own experiences, but goodness, that sounded mighty painful.

I'm glad you're all healed up -- and still making us laugh today -- but hopefully, without any injuries!!

 

[Lanolin]

When I was younger we had 4 of us children in the family and we would all squeeze in one car Dad drove. Well my big sister always got the front seat, and in the back my twin brothers had the sides (one on my mum's lap)..guess who was stuck in the middle???

And as we know the middle seat only has a lap belt not one that goes over the shoulder in cars back then and is not near the doors where there is a handle you can hold on to above the windows.

Now nothing bad ever happened because I ALWAYS buckled up whenever I got into a car, but I was terrified of flying through the windscreen if somehow I forgot to buckle up and we did crash and there would be nothing to stop me.

 

[Lanolin]

Also there are no airbags in the middle (and no airbags back then either)

When I heard the late Princess Diana had died in a car crash, well it was sort of because she wasn't wearing any seat belt. The bodyguard was, and he survived the crash. But he didn't remember anything about the crash. I imagine that he might have checked if everyone was wearing their seatbelts, but some people don't always listen!

It was always a humble lesson to us school children to always wear our seatbelts, or, as Ronald McDonald would tell us, 'Make it Click!'
I suppose it was also a marketing ploy for their drive thrus so we could eat McDonalds in the car while driving. And those cupholders that have now become standard in all cars are probably to hold the thickshakes/fizzy cups that Maccas always has.

But then we were always told not to drink and drive as well.

 

[raghavtib7]

OUCH! @seoulsearch your 'click bait' title makes me hurt just reading it, lol.

To sum it up in a nutshell:
Injured my knee as a teen. Although it was not through something cool like sports (it was from trying to get away from someone in a snowball fight who was being too rough and who was intentionally trying to hurt me, well they hurt me alright!), it was classified as a 'sports injury'. To this day I have issues with it.

I've broken my little toe more than a few times. Dunno if it ever healed back correctly or not.

I've twisted/sprained my ankles a few times throughout my life.

Oh, just remembered about breaking my little finger as a teen by falling in a bounce house. I lost balance, fell/flipped over the inflatable wall between the stairs or ramp or whatever going up and the slide going down. Natural reflex was to throw my arms/hands back to catch myself against the wall, but instead of catching me, being inflatable it bent back from the pressure, and I flipped over it somehow getting my hand caught under my body and ending up with a broken pinky.
At least the therapy for that was 'fun', lol; I got to 'play' seo agency los angeles with therapy putty several times throughout seo agency los angeles the day.

yeah, that title just makes my whole body hurt reading it

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