Bits of my thoughts

On May 1, 2000, while working on the rear axle of my Ford Taurus, a freak accident occurred. While pulling on a crowbar, it jerked and my very own elbow broke my tibia and fibula simultaneously. I lay on the ground for what seemed like hours, yelling for help. This was before the proliferation of cell phones, so I had no way to get help. Two neighbors, on a walk with their dog, heard my cry for help. They instantly came to my aid, calling 911. Not only that, my very own "Ex-wife" came to the hospital to comfort me during this horrific injury. This is kind of people in my country. Trump that!