Do you?
I do, have for years. Sometimes I imagine a car dropping on my chest with my house >100 feet away so I'm pretty safety Nazi. So far so good.
Until today ....
I have flourescent lighting that doesn't light when it's cold. I get the ladder out and wiggle the bulbs, poke at the ballasts, you know the drill. I'm thinking about replacing the 4 ft. long bulbs with normal whatever light bulbs.
So I'm near the top of a 10 foot ladder, looking at a light recessed into an 11 foot ceiling, next thing you know I'm fighting gravity that insists on yanking me toward the concrete and all I can do is find a soft place to land.
Martial Arts taught me how to take a fall so that may have helped, but hitting stuff on the way down is just bad Ju-Ju. I hit with my hands in the triangle position and landed bows and toes. I've got a quarter sized bruises on each elbow. On the way down I hit a 2X4 stand that grazed my butt/thigh. If you want to see pictures we can, but who wants to see and old guy's butt?
I have road rash down my left forearm and up my thigh, onto my butt cheek, bruised elbows and everything else is just sprung.
I limped crawled into the house. Standing at the kitchen sink running water over my hands Trish comes in "What's bleeding?"
She tells me that's my usual response to a wound, clean it.
No. I just hurt all over. When I go upstairs to take a cool shower I notice the butt skuff and forearm ding. I'm too old for this E36 M3.
I still don't know what happened, but this has me thinking: I could have cut my head off, hung myself, severed something important and no one would know for a while. Trish says that's been her concern for years.
Great.
Do you have safe guards?
Do you have failsafes?
Dan






