I know for some of you who have been following my series of stories you must be at that point where you are wondering how do all these crazy things happen to one person? The answer is I am not really sure, and it has continued into my adulthood.

This next story was pretty traumatic and was a long road to recovery, but of course in the scheme of things it was just a broken leg. The worst part of all of it was more being limited on what stuff I could do, and sleeping in a Lazy Boy for a few weeks because it hurt to lay down on a bed.

I am happy to report that I hit the sledding hill hard the following winter, much to my parents dismay I am pretty sure.