Could we have a little global warming, PLEASE?? - Page 2

Okay, now I've gone and done it. My satellite reception was knocked out by the heavy snow. I decided to climb up a stepladder to clean off the dish. It's on the garage roof, so it's really not very high up.

I guess the one leg of the ladder broke through the crust from the ice storm, and it tipped over sideways. Shoulders, neck, and especially my right hip/lumbar area very painful this morning from the resulting fall. I've also got a fat lip from my teeth digging into it, and am walking like a 90 year old with dowager's hump.

But that's not the worst part. My cochlear implant, which costs about $10,000, got ripped off my head and buried in the snow!

Off to the hardware store to rent a metal detector...    Hopefully, the 3 button batteries it contains will trigger a signal!

I'm pretty close to being deaf without it, but was able to carry on a phone conversation with a friend and a client. I know I missed some stuff, but it went okay.

Warmer today, only -10 C. Can't be bothered converting that to Fahrenheit, but it's probably low 20's.

One thing about this house being so poorly insulated: when I get up in the morning, I KNOW how cold it is outside without looking at the thermometer!

oh man..Sunsilver....i am sorry...hope you find it.... and what are you doing get up on a ladder? thats why God created man!...

Sorry to hear this Sunsilver, hope you can find it, and that it's not damaged.
I rode one down one time and almost impaled myself right in the chest on a three foot tall stake in the ground holding a brace.

Ladders are dangerous even for professionals, my partner fell off one onto concrete and broke his foot, so many bones in the foot.

Ladyfrost, he underwent 5 surgeries and had (bone fragments) everywhere, he simply got careless.
He still has pins in his foot to this day.

The guy once stood 6 sections of scaffolding up in the back of a dump truck on a slope reaching up over 60 feet to finish a soffit from the lower side of a 3 story log cabin, the bed of the truck would slowly lower so there was no way to tie off the top to the house, then to reach the ridge he stood on an 8 foot step ladder on top of those scaffold sections while I tried to keep the bed of the truck level.
I ruptured a disk in my spine on that job carrying bundles of shingles up those scaffolds on my shoulder when we could have easily hired a lift.
No insurance, I still have a knot between my shoulder blades and pain sometimes that is like the worst stiff neck you could ever imagine.

So,
your lucky Sunsilver, it could have been much worst.

 

OMG Sunsilver! If you didn't have bad luck, you would have no luck at all...

I hope things turn around in a hurry for you...

Well, Man has not been around since my husband died 9 years ago. I do a lot of stuff myself: clean my own chimney, eavestroughs, etc. The roof on the house is very low, and had very little slope, so it's pretty safe. But I do usually ask someone to come over and spot me every time I climb a ladder. This seemed so safe: I didn't even need to go up on the roof, as I could reach the dish from the ladder, and step ladders are generally pretty stable.

I could hardly get out of bed this morning, but I took 2 Naproxen, and can't BELEIVE how much they helped! 

I now have the metal detector but no luck so far. There is rebar in the cement of the runs and aisles, which is really messing up my efforts.

Sunsilver,

I am sorry to hear about your fall and hopefully the soreness will subside in the coming days. Good luck finding the ear implant but it might be like finding a needle in a haystack. And please always use a spotter from now on. To cold to be laying outside for any length of time.

I'm wondering if a dog wouldn't indicate something if you watched one go over the area.

I have already talked to my insurance company about making a claim, and they are good with it. Now, for my audiologist to call me back, and find out how long it will take to get a new one.

Meanwhile, I think I'm going to shovel all the snow off the area where I fell, and dump it in the grooming tub, and let it melt. I've been wearing hearing aids since the mid-sixties, and it's amazing how much the technology has improved. Several times, I've put hearing aids through the wash machine, and been able to salvage them. Once the hearing aid was actually wearable, though its partner wasn't so lucky! (Okay, I got to them pretty early in the wash cycle that time!)

So, even if the processor is damaged by moisture, it may well be repairable, and I can keep it as a spare for emergencies like this.

Oh, and Moons, after reading your story about the scaffolding, I decided to post this. These were sent me by a female friend who has worked as support staff in the construction industry for most of her life:

Why Women Live Longer Than Men:

I've seen a couple of those before, shame more people aren't posting.
Times are changing but traditionally men are the ones who had to do the more physical, harder, more dangerous jobs.
I used to have to ride a truss into position raised by a cable and crane, and then after a simple 2x4 brace was added walk out to the end of it to step off onto a 2x4 top plate sometimes nearly twenty feet off the ground.
A strong back and a weak mind they always say....LOL


That truck and the make shift ladder looks sorta familiar.

LOL! Yeah, I thought it might!

My dad's people were farmers, and I've heard some pretty hair-raising stories about accidents on the farm. One of my cousins fell of the back of the tractor, and was run over by the disc harrow. He suffered a broken leg. Lucky for him it wasn't any worse!

When my dad was in his senior years, he began to have breathing problems. Of course, the doctor wanted to take a chest x-ray. The report on the x-ray said, "Except for a healed fracture of the # (whatever) rib, this man's x-ray is normal."

Of course, I had to ask, "When did you ever break a rib?"

My dad had to think for quite some time. Finally, he said, "I guess maybe it was the time I stepped back to let my dad drive the car into the barn loft, and fell through the trap door into the pig pen. I hit the concrete edge of the pen, and knocked myself out. My dad had brough some ice cream back from town, and when I woke up on the couch, everyone was eating it. There was still some left for me, so I got up and went to the table to get my share."

No refrigeration in those days, of course. The farm didn't get electricity until 1948. My dad's youngest brother sold 2 heifers to get the money to have it installed. Afterwards, he said he went down to the barn, and just stood there and stared at the new lights!

Typical for a farmer: he'd be more worried about getting electric lights in the stable than the house, because of the greater risk of fire from coal oil lanterns, with all the hay and straw!