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I took a 60m leader fall while rock climbing when the rock on the mountain face I was on came crumbling down.

There I was, dangling off the face of a 2600m mountain. My left wrist snapped in half and the ulna in my right arm was sticking out of my forearm. The impact I took on my head cracked my helmet and flung it off as I was bleeding from every orifice on my head.

It took 2 hrs before a rescue chopper was able to extract me off the mountain to a parking lot, where yet another helicopter was waiting to fly me 200km to the nearest hospital. Of course my veins had all collapsed by then so I wasn't able to get any pain killers until I was minutes from the hospital - thanks to a small vein on the top side of my uninjured right foot.

From there, I immediately went to get a cat scan for the subdural hematoma I had suffered - followed by several operations on my arms.

Of course by this time, your mind is in survival mode so you aren't thinking about the trivial things... like being naked in front of a team of medics, the type of instruments that they'll be using on you, etc. You're just glad that you're in a place which will lead to better things.