I don’t recall ever having a broken bone. However, when I was a very little girl, I did have my arm sprained. We were at my grandparents’ house and Dad and Papa were twirling me in the doorway. I don’t remember much about the incident but I do remember them taking me to the local hospital (at that time, it was located in downtown Centralia).
I’ve had several traffic accidents. My first was in my first car – it was winter, snow on the road. I was driving to college, when a neighbor’s dog came out at the car and I hit it (evidently not hard enough to do any injuries but enough that it wouldn’t go near the road again). My second car, a Toyota Corolla, had a couple of accidents – one was a hit-and-run when I had the car parked at my apartment complex on the Westside of Olympia. Another was when I was backing out of a parking spot in the garage under the building I worked at and scraped the cement pole. (I did it again with a different post with a different car). Now, I’m leery of parking near posts. The Subaru was a different story. People wanted to hit it. I had people back-up and hit my front-end. I’ve had people not stop and hit me in the rear-end. I’ve had dogs run-out and damaged the car (and the dog didn’t survive either). We replaced that car with a Nissan Altima. That car had its moments as well . . . all seem to be snow related. Slid into another vehicle and damaged the front end; hit black ice and did a 180 into the ditch (this was the final moment for the car). Actually, the car survived the accident – it was the vandalism that occurred afterwards that killed the car. Although, we have kept it for a back-up car for my husband to drive. I’ve had a learner (just got his permit) hit me head-on as well.
I had a sprained arm from an accident when the pick-up truck my husband was driving also hit black-ice and went into the ditch head-on. That was a bummer because I was scheduled to bowl in a local tournament the next weekend. Had to reschedule it. It also made it difficult to do things at work.