Just when I was getting ready to go milling again . . . . .
I have had another accident . . . and this is one to laugh and cry about at the same time.
Early Saturday morning around 2 am I get a really bad attack of night cramps in my lower left leg. I get these every now an then but this time the cramps are bad enough to pull a muscle - I even heard it crack! And on top of that the cramp continues. . . . . plus just for fun I also have a flu!
In agony I awaken SWMBO and she stretches my foot and massages my lower leg but it does not seem to help.
In sweating and nauseating agony, I manage to stand up leaning against the bedroom wall and apply the optimum forward pressure on my foot. I stand like this for a few minutes to hold the cramp and then I need to pee.
Still sweating and feeling really sick with the shakes at this stage I hobble/shuffle my way in the dark to the toilet and tripped over the large dog we are dog sitting, and fall head first through an old glass paneled door in our hallway.
The buckled section of metal cross bar circled in red is where the bridge of my nose hit the door and stopped my head going right through the door and probably saved me from any really serious injury.
SWMBO, who also has a bad flu, hearing the sound of breaking glass, feeling nauseous, on hands and knees crawls over to me and when she sees my laying in the door way with bits of glass sticking out of my head. She thinks, "I know first aid I can help", but standing up and helping me out of the doorway and probably seeing all the blood she feels nauseous and like she will pass out so she has to sit down on the floor. I lay amongst the glass for a minute or 2 and now needing to pee even more I crawl into the bathroom about 2 yards away and mange to stand, turn on the light and sit on the toilet, and start to inspect my injuries, wipe away the blood dripping down my face and pull bits of glass out of my head. Fortunately the head cuts are not as bad as they look but I find I have two long cuts on my left arm and hand that will clearly need stitching so a trip to emergency medical care is needed. However, SWMBO will definitely not be driving so I call my son and we head off to Hospital emergency. All this time what hurts the most is the bloody pulled muscle in my left leg and when I hobble into the hospital with blood still slowly dripping off my face I must have looked like a right drunken hobo who has had a bad night with the booze and been in street fight or two.
Now to cut to the chase, the sum total of my injuries are, relatively superficial cuts but requiring 26 stitches on 2 places on my left arm/hand. The multiple punctures on my forehead where I pulled bits of glass out, and two badly bruised rakish cuts across the bridge of my nose, have been superglued closed (see there is a WW link here!)
My nose bridge is swelling up quite nicely which should add to the drunken street hobo look.
All I can say I was really lucky that I did not receive a deep puncture or two or hit a major blood vessel. I was definitely saved by that metal cross bar in the door and my now rather painful nose.
The doctors at hospital emergency were amazed I did all this without any alcohol.
Now I am back home and still finding glass flakes on various places of my body but the pulled muscle in my leg still hurts more than everything else.
We still like the dog very much but at the first available opportunity that door is gone!