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Helicopter Flying can be very dangerous. Here are the injuries sustained by Richard Toops, Vietnam Helicopter Pilot, as he listed those injuries.
How can one body sustain these many injuries and survive?
As I lay there on the jungle floor, my body in
pain, here's the tally on my injuries:
·
one ankle shot, the
bones all shattered
·
toes on one foot were
all broken and would never regain movement
·
the tibia in one leg
was broken
·
the femur was broken
and twisted, (when putting my leg back together it was an inch shorter)
·
I had a deep hematoma
on the inside of my legs that ran from my knee to my upper thigh
·
one knee was badly
damaged and had to be replaced, only regaining limited movement
·
shot in the back,
while laying on the ground after the crash, the bullet barely missing my spine
·
my chest was bruised
and beaten from bullets, but nothing - I repeat nothing, got through my
chicken-plate
·
one hand sustained
shrapnel wounds from the bullets coming through the radio console
·
my face was smashed in
like it had been hit with a sledgehammer from the crash, the orbital bone,
nose, septum, and jaw were all broken and flattened. My septum had a hole in
it.
·
the skin above my brow
had been-peeled back, eyes hemorrhaged, and it would be many days before I
could see more than a few feet. My face sustained shrapnel wounds and would
take over 50 stitches to sew up.
But I was alive. God was with me though all
those brave guys around me died. During the next 5 1/2 months of hospital and 2
months of rehab I learned to eat again, walk again, and then got the news that
I would never be able to fly again. My military career was over. Of all the
injuries, the only one that prevented me from flying again was the destruction
of my ankle, limiting the movement necessary for controlling the anti-torque
pedals in a helicopter.
The only thing I ever truly wanted to do in
life was now gone. They medically retired me from the Army.
Helicopters don’t bounce very well.
If you want to read the whole story, go to: https://cherrieswriter.com/2020/04/26/the-incident/
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