If God wants to take my left arm, that's OK, as long as I can walk and play with my kids. I'm a lot improved. I was worse than this after the accident.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I know that God has had my back, even when I was screwing up.
The good Lord was good to me. He gave me a strong body, a good right arm, and a weak mind.
I got in a really bad accident in a Toyota vehicle, but I feel like the safety of the vehicle and God really saved my life.
I am extremely lucky; I've never been ill - although about 20 years ago I broke my right arm hang gliding.
I've had extraordinary good luck with my health, other than a broken elbow.
I was blessed with a strong arm and a weak mind.
Let me alone: I have yet my legs and one arm. Tell the surgeon to make haste and his instruments. I know I must lose my right arm, so the sooner it's off the better.
I'd give my right arm to be, like, a random extra on 'Girls,' just to walk past one of the scenarios. I'd love that more than anything.
God made a very obvious choice when he made me voluptuous; why would I go against what he decided for me? My limbs work, so I'm not going to complain about the way my body is shaped.
Young man, young man, your arm's too short to box with God.