Mid October, the 21st, I was just starting the latest tin roof project. I knew what had to be done, put the trim boards all over the roof to screw the tin onto. I've done 2 small roofs previously under supervision of sub, to do it correctly. No problem with either.
While putting the first, yes the first board, the ladder slipped out from under me (found out a mole tunnel has collapsed causing the ladder to shift) causing me to fall 4 to 5 feet to the ground. I only remember coming down the ladder and the next I'm seeing stars, hearing crunching, and yelling for my sub who was there.
I knew both arms had something wrong because of the pain. I knew the left side of my face has issues as I could see my eye lid under the eye (I'd hit a 3 inch trunk of a mulberry tree that was laying there waiting to get cut into smaller pieces.).
Sub got me up after removing tge electric fence post from my jeans. It had gone though my jean leg, scratches my thigh and buttocks on its way through. Off to the ER we went.
Short version… I broke both arms (left by the wrist and right at the shoulders ball and neck) and spider cracked my left cheek bone. The cheek has been signed off on and looks pretty darn good. Small areas of my cheek come back to feeling each day. Improvement is good in my book.
I had a previous surgeon, but he never explained how badly I had broken my arm (he had surgeries to get to and our appointment was very rushed). He didn't explain or show me alot of what was the “why” of needing surgery. Enough sub and I cancelled the surgery thinking I would heal. No!
A second surgeon who took the time to explain and show me what I'd was a relief. To see and know was much more informing. The 11th I finally get the surgery to plate and screw ("Tinker toys" on the outside have been mentioned). I'll know when I wake up what had to be done to put this Miss back together. I have confidence in this surgeon and his abilities.
I will meet with a surgeon about my right arm (immobilized for the time being) just before Thanksgiving. Finding out what the possible plans are for that will be nice. I know there is a piece of my ball joint floating away from the rest. That piece is I believe my problem of having a round ball socket.
A slow road. A very humbling road to let others, sub, daughter and her partner, brother, and medical professionals, do for me. I am not one to just sit back while others work.
Sub has stepped up very well to do my chores and work. I've wanted him to get up and move more…I just didn't guess it would be so painful on my part. I do have to remind him about things. I have to let other things go until later. We're plodding through. We're talking more. No sex though….frustrating more for sub than me. I'm not very hands on right now…lol. Masturbating hasn't been used by sub for years so we're a bit out of practice.
So far through this we both have lost weight. Sub is able to stand and is moving a bit better. I keep the positives in my mind to not let the negative overwhelm me. I know it could have been way worse - broken neck, shoulder, ribs, hip and/or pelvis. Those would have made it much much worse.
Some may wish the ladder had won. But I'm not that easily beaten. I'll get through this. I will be better than I am right now. I will jack my sub off again. I will insert many things up his ass. He will be more active and help more than he was doing previously. We will be better after going through this.