Tuk tuk turned up

This is a tuk tuk, much like the one that fell on me. I was sitting with my back facing the driver on that little piece of metal, with my arm wrapped around the little bar, for "safety".

This is the actual tuk tuk that fell on me, parked by our hotel hours after the accident. The driver of it went back to his town for a few days (probably to prevent us suing him, or something).

In Cambodia about 2 weeks ago the 5 of us got into a motor vehicle accident. We were piled into a tuk tuk (see pictures) driving along, when a motorcycle hit us (Vonn and I had our backs to the traffic, not knowing what was going on behind us). Anyways, just as Vonn and Kristy were in the middle of debating about who would get more injured in an accident, the 3 of them sitting in their proper bench seat? Or Vonn and I sitting on the metal bench, without a back or arm rests... nothing other than a single bar on either side of us. We now clearly have the answer to that debate, proving Vonn wrong, sorry Vonner.

Like I said, we were driving along when all of a sudden I hear a bang and the next thing I know I am lying on the pavement with my right arm pinned under a metal bar from the tuk tuk.

Our driver overcompensated when trying to turn away from the oncoming motorcycle and in turn we flipped over. My arm was wrapped around the bar in order to keep me from falling out of the vehicle as we were turning and driving in and out of the mad traffic of Cambodia.

Bang! Tip! See roof of tuk tuk before my eyes.
Close eyes.
Eyes open.
Right arm bulging out all around the metal bar.
Pull arm towards myself. OUCH! Nothing.It's not moving. Shit. Am I going to lose my arm? Is this how these things happen? My arm!!! My right arm!! I need help!

"MY ARM! MY ARM! MY ARM! MY ARM!", I shout.

The others weren't injured, aside from a few sprained fingers or toes and a scraped leg. Everyone got up as quick as they could and Dan was the first out. He and a local bystander and someone else lifted the vehicle off my arm.

Pull arm out, look back as I am getting up and spot gas leaking out of the motorcycle all over the road.
Get up extremely fast.
Ahhh! Explosion? This can't be happening!
Run to a safer distance away from the mess and realize that I am standing in the middle of traffic that is still moving, barefoot and in a little bit of shock, but not enough shock to know that I should get the hell off that part of the road. shit.
Watch the motorcycler who hit us drive away. Nice. No surprise.
Get my shoes on.
My bag! "Get my bag!" Dan gets my bag.
Ok... breath.,.,.. ouchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. My ARM! OWWWWW..... That was scary and my arm hurts alot, but I know it's not broken.

I see our tuk tuk driver inspect his bloody pinky toe and slowly walk his motorcycle, with the tuk tuk attached, off to the side of the road.
Ouchhhhhhhhh!!!!! My arm!

Tears.... lots and lots of tears and heavy sobbing and asking the question of, "what happened? what just happened???" Now it seems like a safe enough time to cry.

A local walked us to the doctor's office that was a block away and the doc cleaned my scraped elbow (vigorously) and got me to move my arm to see if it was broken. Dan, Jay and Kris spoke French with him, his English was limited. He sent me away with a prescription.

I've been to the doctor since I've returned to Canada and had numerous tests (x ray, blood work, ultrasound, inspection, etc.) and there is no serious damage, just a possibility of infection. So, I am keeping my eyes opened for the signs. It's really swollen and misshapen now, most of the bruising has subsided. Other than some pain and discomfort, everything else is good.... except that I also hurt my shoulder and my leg. But my arm is the main injury and the most painful one.
My arm about a few hours after the accident.
My thigh a few hours after the accident.



My calf... both were bruised, this is just one of them.

My leg a day or two after the accident.
My arm a day or two after the accident.