Result of a Fall.
Yesterday, I was going out the door to my attached garage when I twisted my foot and fell. Now, it is bad enough when an 81 year old man falls, but to add to the indignity of it I fell into a recycle bin. Was the Universe trying to tell me something? There I was, my ass in the bin and my head and legs hanging over. I couldn't get up. I pressed the red button on my Cricket phone and the nice lady sent out the EMS guys who were there in 5 minutes. I was thankful that no one had a camera. Today I have a swollen ankle, a twisted knee and a couple of bruises. Funny yesterday -- today, not so much.
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My mother had Alzheimer's, refused to use as many as four walkers provided by frustrated offspring plus spouses and was always breaking her hip.
I'm 68 and, in anticipation of my own impacts upon the planet, I've been boning up with calcium and vitamin supplements.
That "boning up" pun was dino dynamically intended.
Get well and be careful.
were numb and my O2 was low, all at the same time. . crawled to the
couch where my wife caught up with me and sent me to
the hospital. . I was also low on magnesium and iron and
some other stuff. . Who Knew? . Getting Old Is Not For Wimps!!! -- j
p.s. Herb, You Are In Our Thoughts And Prayers!!!
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I live behind a fire station and have gotten to know some of firepersons quite well. Especially some of the EMS or Paramedic/Rescue people (depending on their label in your area). Some surely would have been featured in the Gulch, had that position existed when Ayn wrote our favorite book. These people devote their lives to being Hero's, without applause, thanks, and are strangely the lowest paid people within a Fire Department in most cities.
Feel better soon ;^)