As I sit here writing, Greg is outside my office window. He has a couple of ladders and is on one about half way up our cherry tree. He is pruning the branches.
It looks a little sketchy to me as I watch from this position safe in the house with an ace bandage around my bruised foot, but he clearly knows what he is doing and is no stranger to climbing up ladders, being high up on roofs to clean gutters or being on sides of buildings cleaning windows. He has only fallen once – and it was from a low roof at Christmas time when he was installing lights for someone. He said it happened because he was in a hurry and being a little careless.
Luckily he knows how to fall – landed on his feet then did a quick ‘tuck and roll’. No damage to himself physically, but he said he looked around him to see if anyone had seen him, as it was really embarrassing. 🙂 Now if that had been me, I would have put out my arm, probably my right one – and broken my wrist or arm, not to mention other bones in my body.
I do not know how to relax into a fall. I tense up and when I fall I always injure myself.
My falls seem to come in ‘ten year intervals’. And since I’ve already had my fall for this decade in my attempted leap over our puppy gate last week – I should be safe for another ten. 🙂
Twenty years ago I fell on some jagged rocks at the Ocean in Northern California where we were living. I broke a bone around my right thumb (yes I am right-handed) and had a painful sprain which put me in a cast for 6 weeks. At the time I was the only musician at the little church where Greg was the pastor – so for 6 painful weeks there was no one to play the piano.
Ten years ago I fell down some cement steps at the church where Greg was on staff in Renton, Washington. I broke my foot (yes my right one) and had to be in a boot for 8 weeks. I couldn’t drive or use the sustain pedal on the piano in that long two months – and to top it off, Greg was in process of installing new oak stairs in our home. There were no side rails – no rails of any kind going up and down, so I just had to hop on one foot and hang on to the wall, when there was one to hang on to. It was loads of fun.
All of this occurred to me as I was in Dr. Clark’s office getting an adjustment a few days ago. Because of the jarring that happened during my fall I needed and will need several adjustments on my back. The facts dawned on me as I relayed to him the above events – they happen every ten years!
There will be many massages in my future as I get my shoulders, back and neck to relax after last week – but it really hurts to have those areas massaged. This kind of pain is gain and anything that gets me back to normal is very welcome.
And as I look back over these events, I smile. I’m pretty clumsy – and I’m truly surprised that they don’t happen much more often! So for now I will heal and try to be careful, “look before I leap” and keep my knees and elbows “in” when walking through doorways – and lift my feet up when I step up on a curb. At least, I’ll try.
- How to Treat a Sprained Ankle Injury (orthopedics.answers.com)
- When Laughter Is The Only Medicine (huffingtonpost.com)
- Scars and Stories (abbeygallagher.wordpress.com)