100 Foot Fall.
I fell off a 100 foot cliff while hiking alone with not a soul around. I was blessed in where I landed and how I landed. I fell into a boulder field, in the only safe place between the boulders. My phone didn’t break and I had phone service. I was able to drag myself even with a broken back, shattered hands, a shattered hip with the other broken in multiple places, broken ribs, fractures in my knee, shoulder, toes, and with my pelvis broken in 3 places. I sent my location and called for help once I woke up. I tried to stand but passed out again from pain but before I collapsed I saw my phone. When I woke up again I screamed and screamed for help but no one came. I realized I was on my own and had to crawl 15-20 ft over boulders with a broken body to my phone to get help.
The rescue was immense and painful. They said I wouldn’t walk again and if I did, it would be a year to year and a half later and never the same. No physical therapist would touch me no doctor would give me surgery. I have lupus and rheumatoid arthritis and I was too high risk. They wanted 6 to 12 months of bed rest before I could even start with a PT.
I told them I would be walking sooner than the 6 months, and I did, all on my own! I had to learn how to write and type again. I refused pain medication because I refused to become addicted.