drifter
Well-known Member
Friday afternoon wife fell half in and half out of the garage. She called to me for, she thought, about
thirty minutes. I heard what sounded like a girl calling out but thought it was something on tv. Finally
got up to see what my wife was watching. She wasn’t. I hard her crying in. the garage. She couldn’t
giet up but had crawled and walked on her knees to my walker, couldn’t pull her self up. She was
caught on the walker. Some how the walker frame had been pulled over her left leg, her clothes
caught on the right side of the walker causing her weight to to be resting on her leg and her artificial
right knee.
I could not pick her nor ease her pain, I hurt her more trying to gut her up. By then I was so short
of breath I could not move. She suggest I go for our neighbor for help. As soon as I could move
went for my portable oxygen but was too short of breath. I tried to call my neighbor but couldn’t
find his number. I called my son and went back out and triedto take some pressure off my wife’s
leg and knee. She was hurt and hurting all this time. My son arrived picked her up. got her in the
house, bandaged her hand, checked for other injuries again and took care of things.
Meanwhile I sat in the garage in a wheelchair unable yet to move. It was a nightmare. I thought
I could do more than I can. My son brought in dinner. Later in the evening I helped her to the
bathroom and to bed. This morning I used a desk chair to move about today. She's much
better but has trouble walking. Together we made breakfast. I feel so bad because I was/am
useless in an emergency. She is dozing now in front of the TV in her chair. I sit nearby in case
she needs anything
thirty minutes. I heard what sounded like a girl calling out but thought it was something on tv. Finally
got up to see what my wife was watching. She wasn’t. I hard her crying in. the garage. She couldn’t
giet up but had crawled and walked on her knees to my walker, couldn’t pull her self up. She was
caught on the walker. Some how the walker frame had been pulled over her left leg, her clothes
caught on the right side of the walker causing her weight to to be resting on her leg and her artificial
right knee.
I could not pick her nor ease her pain, I hurt her more trying to gut her up. By then I was so short
of breath I could not move. She suggest I go for our neighbor for help. As soon as I could move
went for my portable oxygen but was too short of breath. I tried to call my neighbor but couldn’t
find his number. I called my son and went back out and triedto take some pressure off my wife’s
leg and knee. She was hurt and hurting all this time. My son arrived picked her up. got her in the
house, bandaged her hand, checked for other injuries again and took care of things.
Meanwhile I sat in the garage in a wheelchair unable yet to move. It was a nightmare. I thought
I could do more than I can. My son brought in dinner. Later in the evening I helped her to the
bathroom and to bed. This morning I used a desk chair to move about today. She's much
better but has trouble walking. Together we made breakfast. I feel so bad because I was/am
useless in an emergency. She is dozing now in front of the TV in her chair. I sit nearby in case
she needs anything