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I fell through a roof once, landed face down on the deck, and I broke my chest. Seriously, every rib on both sides were broken where they went up to join my breastbone. I also broke an ankle, and got a black eye and split lip. I was told I was lucky. That most people who land like that shatter their face as well, and usually do not survive. I got some crazy chest scars that make me look like I oughta been in an Alien movie. It really freaked my hubbie out the first time we got to third base.

I also got a nice array of scratches on my hands and arms from various farm related activities.

Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, that is absolutely terrifying and I'm sorry you have scarring but I'm glad you survived. (It DOES sound like you were lucky, considering the circumstances. That's a serious accident. Jesus.)

I feel like I should wish you luck for the future after reading that...

On the plus side, I got lots of morphine afterwards. That made the horrendous pain during the airlift almost worth it. The worst part actually was the airlift, once they started moving me to get me on the stretcher that is when my neurons decided it was a good time to let me in on the problems I suddenly had. I don't even remember going through, nor the two storey drop, or even the landing. Everything was kinda misty and warm until they put me on the stretcher (face down too), then it hurt just a little. After they bolted my rib cage together (giving the TSA carte blanche to grope my boobs every time I fly now), I was on painkillers pretty much constant for a couple of months and that part was pretty fun. I can see why morphine is so scarily addictive, it is way better than weed. I'm still puzzled by the broken ankle though. I dunno how I managed that one.

Oh wow. This shit sounds unbelievably painful, and I'm glad to read that there was no serious long-term damage to your health, but being on drugs for a couple of months non-stop must've been quite the experience! You saw any interesting stuff? Or was it just the feeling of pleasure?

Also, out of curiosity, what'd you been doing on that roof?

I was supposed to be making sure the lock on the roofhatch was locked. It was. The frame around the roof hatch was somewhat less structurally secure though. When we were dropping stuff in through the hatch with the crane, I think someone must have hit the frame and not reported it. I didn't have any hallucinations or anything, but it was just like floating in a cloud and I found everything everyone was saying hilarious for some reason.

Urg, poor you. I can't even begin to imagine how horrible your experience must've been, but at least you had drugs to help things along. I would be scared as hell of taking them that long (because, as you say, addiction) but you probably didn't have much choice. :(

At least it all worked out in the end? Please stay away from heights. (Whenever possible.) I sure as hell am. (Partially because I'm already scared of them, partially because you've made me even more scared of them, lmao.)

Ouch, that sounds awful. :( Are there still any serious long-lasting effects?

Well having my ribcage bolted together means that every time I fly I set off the metal detector and the TSA get to grope my boobs. Beyond that, I get out of breath easier than most people because my ribs don't flex properly, and that could be a problem later in life, but apart from that. It is more the TSA grope, since for some reason I keep getting told there are no female agents and if I want to wait (with the implied, but I'll miss my flight) for one to become available or a male screener can grope me to make sure I don't have a bomb in my tits. There was some concern I might have trouble breast feeding due to the surgeon having to do a surgical intervention in the whole chest area), but that hasn't been an issue. It is more the TSA thing.

Eurgh. Don't you qualify for a thingy that lets them know you have metal shit in your body? (Or I guess that might be too easy -- terrorists could just get the people who have metal bits in them from surgery to do the bombing stuff...?)

In theory. I think they just like the chance to grope me though. I mean I could insist on my rights and be the moral victor, but I'd miss my flight to do it. No guarantee I'd get any compensation from them either. What can you do?

That's so obnoxious. :(

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