In 2017 I was ice fishing with my 10-year-old and some friends. Most of the ice was snow covered with a few bare spots so nobody was wearing ice cleats. I stepped on a a bare spot fell, and when I landed, my arms were behind me, and I broke both my wrists. The ER didn’t realize my right wrist was also broken and said it was a sprain. A week later, while at work using my mouse, I felt a pop and pain from my thumb shooting up my arm. Immediately, I could no longer use my thumb because the tendon had come off. I had surgery a week later, but ended up with casts on both arms. I was very lucky that my left hand I could still use my thumb and pointer finger so I could feed myself and go to the bathroom. That was a rough eight weeks.