Noticed some messages of replies to threads I post in, and others of "where are you". Problem is, I 've been in a local rehab center getting my busted left knee rehabbed. They have a crappy Fortinet hardware firewall on the building, so I could get email, but could not reply or post on my forums.
Anyway, I experienced the ultimate stupid accident. Went to the local corner gas/snacks/beer/armed robbery store on the corner two blocks from my apartment. Had a craving for some chocolate and a Ginger Ale, of all things. Slipped my American Arms 22LR PX-2 in my back jeans pocket and took the walk. It was about midnight on June 7. Got home with no problems.
Pulled the pistol from my back pocket, dropped the mag (it's a Walther style semi), and jacked the slide to eject the chambered round. Hand slipped, and even though my trigger finger (right handed) was parallel to the slide, one of the others hit the trigger as the slide slammed shut. BANG I shot myself in my left knee - in the big bone, luckily, but the damage was done. 32gr HP.
Surgery the next morning at the crack of dawn, and now, 56 days later, my Medicare/retirement insurance cancelled me, saying I was back to normal. Yeah, right...
So, now I am back home. My left knee hates it, for now. PT is not close to finished. Only major improvement is I haven't had a cigarette in 56 days, and am not really craving one, yet.
We shall see.
Glad to be back, and though worse for wear, something I never expected going into my 75th year.
Anyway, I experienced the ultimate stupid accident. Went to the local corner gas/snacks/beer/armed robbery store on the corner two blocks from my apartment. Had a craving for some chocolate and a Ginger Ale, of all things. Slipped my American Arms 22LR PX-2 in my back jeans pocket and took the walk. It was about midnight on June 7. Got home with no problems.
Pulled the pistol from my back pocket, dropped the mag (it's a Walther style semi), and jacked the slide to eject the chambered round. Hand slipped, and even though my trigger finger (right handed) was parallel to the slide, one of the others hit the trigger as the slide slammed shut. BANG I shot myself in my left knee - in the big bone, luckily, but the damage was done. 32gr HP.
Surgery the next morning at the crack of dawn, and now, 56 days later, my Medicare/retirement insurance cancelled me, saying I was back to normal. Yeah, right...
So, now I am back home. My left knee hates it, for now. PT is not close to finished. Only major improvement is I haven't had a cigarette in 56 days, and am not really craving one, yet.
We shall see.
Glad to be back, and though worse for wear, something I never expected going into my 75th year.
