My Comeback Story: Gene S.

On a summer noon, after a couple days of rounding up, we were doing cattle tally, health checks, and tagging. I thought I could single-handedly handle a grown calf. He flew me into a log fence, I ricocheted back into the herd, and got trampled.

That evening, I couldn’t lift my beer for a gulp. My arm had been out of order for a bit over a year. I made a rope sling with a hook. I’d hook my arm to a branch or anything to git ’er done.

The coal mine shut down, and now I have time to myself. Flagstaff Bone & Joint lined me up with Dr. Moezzi. Amazing guy, he hammered my shoulder together. He instructed me not to do this and that and to stay sitting on top of the fence. I saw the S on my chest fading.

Today, I’m healthier than a horse. Flagstaff Bone & Joint I’ve been recommending as a place to go if you want to live. Thank you, everybody there. You all are doing a great job.