Hang'um High

So, my little brother Mike always has a story to tell. He lives next to my sister and yesterday he was holding open the gate so that the big rig could back out. Now you can not just stand by the fence and hold the gate open because there is not enough room. You have to stand on the other side of the fence on a chair, the one he was standing on was plastic, and put your arm over the metal fence and hold the gate open. So, that's what mike was doing when the plastic chair collapsed and Mike fell. Now the fence as you can see, is metal with a grape stake top. They look like spears to me. When Mike fell one of the fence pieces went up his arm by his wrist and impaled him. He was hanging with his arm in the air. yuck! He had to climb up the fence to lift his arm up and off of the fence. Gross. He had to go to the emergency room and get 12 stitches. Of course all of the guys thought it was pretty cool. I'm just glad his didn't have his head over the fence.

Here is the injury. The spear went in were all the stitches are and the point was poking out were the red hole is, closer to the wrist. The whole thing is a bit swollen today.