First some background on this story.. Here in Colorado this spring we had some very bad weather. Everything from tornados to snow, to hail and high winds hit us in June. Our house roof and garage roof was damaged and Sarge worked 3 weeks repairing the house roof and by Sept. he was ready to start on the roof for the garage. A preliminary inspection showed more than just hail and wind damage and all the soffets were rotted and had to be replaced. On the North side of the garage was barely enough room between the garage and the neighbors fence for the ladder and it was a tight squeeze to the fence. On one of many trips up and down the ladder, Sarge managed to hit the steel fence post with his left elbow. One of those cracks that just had to hit the funny bone and it was not funny in any way. But after a few well chosen Army words Sarge continued on with his work. Now usually anything short of decapitation will heal for Sarge in a week or less. This arm did not. Three weeks later he commented to Lt. Linda that his arm and elbow still hurt from that hit on the fence post. She, a loving wife, immediately advised Sarge to make a Doctor appointment. But Sarge being male and stubborn said, " Naw it will heal up." Well three months has passed and Sarge is unable to use that arm. He could not lift anything with it or even open a jar lid with that hand and arm. He was begining to think the Lt. was right. And then one cold night when the couple was snuggled up close in Sarges double size Army Cot, he noticed the Lt. was restless and tossing in her sleep. So being a loving husband he put his left arm (the bad one) over and patted her on her derriere. She reacted to that helpful carress by quickly rolling over toward Sarge and in the process trapped his left arm under her body. Sarge felt pain and then heard a "POP" and then really, really felt PAIN. Now Sarge is not one to scream or cry when he is hit with pain. But this was a Army words pain and he let out a YELP and dragged his arm out of under his wife. Moaning and groaning he turned over and tried to hold the arm in a neutral position to keep the pain level down. The next thing he knew he awoke 4 hours later and his arm did not hurt at all. He worked the joints and NO PAIN. As near as he can figure ou, he did not just hit the funny bone but knocked the elbow out of it's socket. When the good Lt. Linda rolled over on it, the POP was her weight (he has never been more happy that she is a little over weight) popped the elbow bone back into it's socket. Now while this treatment worked with Sarge, he doesn't reccommend it for any other soldiers with limbs detached. Unless you happen to be sleeping with your lady doctor, maybe it would be all right. But it worked and the next morning Sarge put his arm (the bad one now working fine) around his lovely wife and told her what had happened during the night and if he had said something coarse to her in his moment of pain he apologized for it. She was very happy and said she had a list of things she has been wanting Sarge to do and she would get it for him right now. Now isn't that mean? Sarge the wounded warrior.