Saturday, July 23, 2011

Gravity 2, Us 0

The men of our family continue to fight gravity, with limited success. I got a call from my brother during lunch yesterday. He was headed to the hospital to go see dad, who broke his leg.

Dad was working on a roof when the roof caved in. He landed fine, but three bundles of shingles fell on his thigh and broke his femur.

He's already had the surgery, picked up some extra screws, and should be out of the hospital by Monday.

The story could have been a lot worse, so we're thankful for how it turned out. I did tell dad that they do make these things called ladders, so perhaps he should use one next time.

Now the real test is for my mom. She's going to have to convince him that when the doctor says to rest, he means it.

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2 comments:

Auntie J said...

Out on Monday after surgery today? Wow. I'm impressed. Either your dad has the constitution of an ox, or he simply has the talent of only breaking one limb at a time. Or both.

Two years ago, I was in a bad car wreck and broke my right ankle in four places (two screws to fix it) and my right wrist in two. I spent a week in the hospital, four of those days being in a specialized rehab ward, because I needed a fair amount of PT and OT before I could be released to go home. (I'm actually having outpatient surgery on Tuesday to take the ankle screws back out, because they're giving me fits. Still.)

Here's to your dad's (overall) health!

WV: reducis. Rest reducis problems during recovery from broken bones....

Lawyer said...

Funny thing is, my dad was sent home Sunday afternoon. I talked to him that night and he was already standing without crutches, had already showered and dressed himself, and couldn't give me a straight answer as to whether he was planning on driving any time soon.