My propensity for falling over and hurting myself is well known and somewhat of a family joke. I usually just crack or break a rib or two and skin my knees, but this afternoon I went one better and split my head open on the concrete.
I was assisting my son-in-law tie our grandson's new bed on the trailer, see, and I'd just chucked a rope over and was climbing over the drawbar when my foot got hooked up and down I went in a classic face-plant! It was a loud and disorientating crack as I hit, scratching and bending my glasses and cracking a rib in the process. I saw stars and bled all over the concrete while son-in-law grabbed the first aid kit and tended my wound. Wife, daughter and grandson came around to the loading bay at the store and were a bit put off to see the blood all over my face, but I reassured them it felt worse than it looked...
So Mrs. Bear had to drive me to A&M in Red Beach where the nurses behind the counter had little difficulty in ascertaining the reason for my visit.
Talk about coincidence, the Doc attending to me had just got back from a cosmetic surgery class about how to suture a wound!So I got the best treatment!
So now I'm in bed having taken several painkillers and feeling very sore. I also hurt my back in the fall, but I've got an appointment for a CT scan on Monday anyway...
Mrs. Bear is not happy, naturally, as this comes on top of getting a call today that her Mum is in Waikato Hospital having heart surgery and may not survive so we have to go down there tomorrow.
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Originally Posted by Daffyd
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