Re: The Incident of Susan and the Green Can

On Mar 29, 6:08 pm, Sue <sebr...@xxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
Or The Dangers of Gardening. I am not blind and I can still
(painfully) type so it could have been much worse.
Where I live (and lots of other places as well) we have not only the
regular garbage bin but also the Green Can for garden waste. The can
is nearly 4' tall with quite a wide opening (from front to back the
lid is 28"). The can has a set of 2 wheels on the end with the
handle. Now, there I was putting the last of the "twigs" from my tree
trimming in the can. Some of these were 3' long so there was lots of
stuff sticking up. I'd gotten all the twigs put in so I was going to
fill the rest with some left over dead leaves. I needed to move the
can to be closer to the leaves but I didn't shut the lid. I had to
tilt the can toward me to lift the front (unwheeled) part off the
ground so I could push it to where I wanted it. Now, here's where
things get a bit blurry. The open, dangling lid, not too far from the
ground, somehow got under my forward stepping foot. <sigh> This
caused the can to continue forward on its wheels but the whole thing
to tip back toward me since the lid wasn't going anywhere and then
causing me to plummet to the ground (don't try this at home). Next
thing I knew I was lying there with my head and shoulders inside the
now prone can having first landed on my knees and then pitched forward
striking my head rather soundly on this ledge deal inside the can. Oh,
and apparently my fingers weren't entirely curled around the handle
because I jammed my right hand middle finger when it hit the ground
(this is a very important finger for someone with my bad temper). So,
sore knees, really sore finger and head ache. Thank God my face
avoided the sticks. Now, too bad no one was there to video this
rather unfortunate incident in that I might have ended up on America's
Funniest Home Videos. Hmmm. Maybe that's a good thing.
JimBob could have written this better than I could.
I didn't smoke.
Sue
One year, one week, one day, 18 hours, 8 minutes and 32 seconds. 12333
cigarettes not smoked, saving $2,053.60. Life saved: 6 weeks, 19
hours, 45 minutes.

Ouch!!! Poor baby, I feel for you.

That reminds me of the night, when my big-guy (German Shepherd) had to
go outside in a hurry. My mistake was, I had placed a bamboo mat in
front of the sliding door, so when he came inside with wet paws the
mat would absorb some of the water.
But wait, it gets better.

I had picked up his dog bowl, because he again for the 1000th time did
not finish his food and I was going to put it in the fridge. So with
bowl in hand I shuffled (I'm old) towards the door, and so did he.
When my feet reached the mat, he decided to go in between my legs and
that's when I lost my balance and not wanting to let go of the dog
food bowl, I went head first down on the floor. My arms did not break
the fall, because one hand had the dog's bowl and the other was
reaching to open the door, so I crashed. The right side of my face hit
so hard, that I almost lost consciousness. The next day, both my eyes
had changed color and I looked like I ran into two doorknobs.

Had to wear dark glasses for 2 weeks. But I never spilled the dog food
and I did not smoke!

and have not since I quit CT and have been smober now for one year,
two months, two weeks, two days, 18 hours, 33 minutes and 33 seconds.
10137 cigarettes not smoked, saving $1,773.94. Life saved: 5 weeks, 4
hours, 45 minutes.

Hope you heal quick!
Love Lizzy

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