When I was 5 or so I was attacked by a german sheppard.I was playing on a tire swing. He got me under the right arm.(pit) My sister ran nside screaming "the dogs eating charlie". My parents and aunt and uncle ran outside. They say he was shaking me around like a rag doll. my dad began trying to get him to let go.He had him by the tail, my aunt beat him over the head with a shovel. My mom just wailed frantically. Finally he let go, possibly because he was dead.
My dad and uncle scooped meup and took me to the hospital. Dad says I just sat there, looked up t him and said" Daddy, that dog bit me"
My lung was punctured, my shoulder dislocated.
Within the year, I was hanging from a clothesline pole. Swinging from it, my sister pushing me. She pushed too hard and I slipped, fell back on my right arm an broke the elbow. Suposedly, theres a few pins in it.
Tues. I fell off a 4 foot ladder
. Tried to catch myself and fractured my radial head(near elbow inside of forearm) on my left arm. I have surgery scheduled for tomorrow morning. They're going to s c r e w it back together.
Oh, theres more, heck could type on this subject all day nearly. But those are the major happenings.
