My own words in this issue will be limited by the fact that I am typing with one finger of my non-dominant hand. A few days ago I slipped on the ice here in the frozen north of Wisconsin, fell hard, and broke my wrist.

I began tapping within seconds of falling. I lay on the path in shock and pain under the falling snow in the deserted park, alone except for my two dogs that were milling helpfully around. Once I could tell that at least I hadn’t broken a leg or a hip, and that my arm that wasn’t holding the dog leash could move, I just tapped and tapped through the most basic points on my face and on top of my head.  I was using the tip of the thumb of the glove on my only available hand, the hurt hand.  (The other hand had to hold the dog leash, which fortunately is one leash with an attachment for each dog.  It was new – I was so glad I had it!
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I was in shock and not too coherent, so I didn’t bother with setup phrases. I just repeated whatever words came to me, mostly what I was feeling. Over and over as I tapped, I said, "this pain,"" I fell,"  "in shock," "hurt my hand,"  "don’t know if I can get up," "please help, (generic prayer)," "please help,"  this pain," "glad I didn’t hit my head," "everything hurts," body in shock," "please help…" 

I tapped like this until I was ready to try sitting up, and tapped some more until I was ready to try standing, and tapped some more as I tried to take small shuffling steps. I wasn’t close to home, so I kept up this patter of saying the tapping phrases mentally, cradling my hurting free hand at my chest, shuffling along gingerly through the snow while restraining excited dogs.