An the plot thickens…

The way the text reads… you can injure your collar bone in a car accident or that type of accident or when you fall on a out stretched arm and hand or you get hit by someone or when you are born…..

I never bothered to palpitate that area, because it’s not an area that you need to be overly concerned about… but… oh that hateful little word..

I felt what she felt and she is right… I have scarring on my collar bone on the left side of my body… okie dokie, here we go again… geez, it’s like the gift that keeps on giving… my body with another secret... an I’m the last to know… go figure on that one…

The only car accident, I was the driver and the doctor said I hit my sternum on the steering wheel… and they x-rayed, so no new breaks…

So, any guess’s on when the injury happened??? Anyone??? Oh come on, you guys are no detectives…

If the memory I have of the near death event in Texas, that is when my collar bone got broken and it was likely re-injured on Japan, not only by Don, but Peggy tossed me across the room using a Judo move she learned in Judo… and that toss, would have done it also… oh an Peggy got slapped once…

The memory I have of Texas, I was tossed like a rag doll into a door jam and hit my left side of the body on it and the right side of my head on something else in that same area… that’s my guess…

Now I am curious… this flash of memory is only come on me a couple of times… and when memories don’t jell, I have to let them go, because the chances are they are a false memory, planted by the family….

This collar bone thing… hello, this is news to me…but… with my training, I can feel exactly what she pointed out… I’ve touched just about every inch of my body, but never bothered with the collar bone… I’m gob smacked… truly….

My guess is, the memory from Texas is real and I’ll probably have PTSD nightmares about this, because this is one event, that hasn’t fully resolved, so, it’s still got major trauma, physically and emotionally attached to it… ya never know what will be a trigger for a repressed memory…

I’ll bring this up again… I have a vague memory of monkey bars, the kind that form a dome and I remember walking on top and falling… this is a memory that I have only dreamed a few times… I can’t confirm the memory or dream is real… yet….

So today was interesting at PT… I’m learning more in-depth knowledge about anatomy and how my injuries impact everything… an how so much is interconnected….

Yep, tonight might be a good night for nightmares….

Hope springs eternal….

Adorable Spite.. holding Margie’s hand on this one…

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