I want to share about my experience of having a crack bone on my
left hand. It happened about a few years ago. If I am not mistaken I was
14 years old on that time. I played a handball game with my friends of the
same classmates and the other class during PJK subject. We were surveyed by a
teacher who was on a duty on that particular day. During playing the game, I
wanted to get the ball which was on the ground of the field. Therefore, my
friend of the other team and I rushed to the ball. Suddenly, I felt because I
cannot control of myself since the field was frictionless. When I get myself
up, I realized that my left hand was too difficult to be moved. My teacher
brought me to tukang urut’s house. The person in charge for tukang urut said that
my hand only had a dislocated joint. I was told my hand was broken after my
mother brought me again to the other tukang urut’s house when I was at home. That’s
all my story, so be careful whenever you play a game. ^_^ .
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