tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post3632793317565338276..comments2024-03-29T08:58:04.483-04:00Comments on Writers Who Kill: Slow Down, Woman! by Carla DamronJim Jacksonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15090252530437277145noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-3179307411120544572018-04-03T20:14:23.960-04:002018-04-03T20:14:23.960-04:00Ouch, Carla! I can only imagine! And at such an in...Ouch, Carla! I can only imagine! And at such an inconvenient time, too. Not that there are really any convenient ones for this kind of happening.<br /><br />My hands & fingers seem to have taken the brunt of my injuries. I fell down the concrete basement stairs headfirst, but got my hands out to catch my fall. Some broken fingers, some really spectacular bruises, sprained wrist, etc, but at least I didn't hit my head.<br /><br />The worst time, though, was when I got my right hand caught in conveyor belt as I was working in a fiberglass manufacturing facility. I can thank all the goddesses out there keeping an eye on me that it was only two days after an inspection from MI OSHA (Michigan Occupational Safety and Health) who required an emergency stop all along the line before they were permitted to operate it again. The inspector told us that if someone's hand got caught in the conveyor and the line wasn't stopped, it would rip out the arm at the shoulder and the person would bleed to death before any emergency crews could get there.<br />So at least I was able to pull the emergency stop & the damage was limited to my hand.<br /><br />I was working midnight to eight, and this was about 6 AM. The doctor at the hospital emergency room wanted to amputate my thumb & two fingers. Once again, the goddesses (or someone) were watching out for me. An emergency room nurse pointed out that there was a hand clinic in Kalamazoo that opened at 9. If the doctor stopped the bleeding and wrapped the hand, they would take me as soon as they got there. They did that, and I was transported to the clinic to wait for them to arrived.<br /><br />I did end up with one finger shorter than it used to be, and distinctly limited use of my right hand, which makes typing interesting, but I still have a thumb an ten fingers.KM Rockwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03973749764907859829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-33497487754057932262018-04-03T12:45:06.694-04:002018-04-03T12:45:06.694-04:00Being careful is key. This has been a good experie...Being careful is key. This has been a good experience in that it drove that point home. I had the same danger drawer open this morning and KICKED it shut!<br />carlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985823239660829148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-65333278573694396302018-04-03T12:28:37.229-04:002018-04-03T12:28:37.229-04:00Falls can do so much harm. My 90-year-old mother w...Falls can do so much harm. My 90-year-old mother was driving and doing volunteer work in November. After a fall, she's never been the same and in now in a nursing home. It has taught me to be so careful, especially going up and down stairs. I hope you are fully recovered.Grace Toppinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10291304815273486038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-31804936294994645832018-04-03T11:20:30.555-04:002018-04-03T11:20:30.555-04:00Ow! At least as a writer, you can use every disast...Ow! At least as a writer, you can use every disaster. I know I do.Warren Bullhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07789270258599769915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-39870112854012011652018-04-03T10:58:09.822-04:002018-04-03T10:58:09.822-04:00Carla, what an awful experience. The only bone I e...Carla, what an awful experience. The only bone I ever broke when I fell down the stairs as a toddler and broke a leg. I have no idea which leg it was, either. I have taken falls numerous times over the years and injured a knee when I jumped over a low fence and hit a boulder with one knee, but it didn't break or need surgery. I had osteoporosis and now osteopenia which is a little better, which makes me vulnerable to breaking bones especially at my age. I'll be 80 in August, and I do trip sometimes. I use two old broom walking sticks when I walk in the woods now. My kids worry about me all the time, and my daughters are always warning me about throw rugs, too.Gloria Aldenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13581719606924364447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-23169720611520600212018-04-03T09:32:13.735-04:002018-04-03T09:32:13.735-04:00SHARI!! Throw rugs should be thrown. I used arnica...SHARI!! Throw rugs should be thrown. I used arnica on the bruises-- highly recommend it.carlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985823239660829148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-65517101339873477052018-04-03T09:19:54.263-04:002018-04-03T09:19:54.263-04:00Carla, ugh! How awful! I have to say that you have...Carla, ugh! How awful! I have to say that you have healed beautifully - maybe we should keep your doc's number on speed dial.<br />Knocking on wood madly here - mainly I'm just good at spraining ankles and falling down stairs (at least three times) and two weeks ago I tripped on a throw rug and flew (I use that term deliberately - I was airborne) across the kitchen. My knee still isn't right. Worst part was prying my hand out from under a door - don't know how it even got in there. Needless to say, that throw rug has been thrown OUT!Shari Randallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16425493627354028820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-46624176753680157282018-04-03T08:39:33.858-04:002018-04-03T08:39:33.858-04:00See??? Accidents can happen in a blink! I've a...See??? Accidents can happen in a blink! I've always been klutzy but this was the worst. Margaret, dogs don't mean to try to kill us but they do! Julie, glad you had carpet on the stairs! carlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985823239660829148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-21129076946004973102018-04-03T08:16:43.000-04:002018-04-03T08:16:43.000-04:00Carla! I'm so glad you're healing! A coupl...Carla! I'm so glad you're healing! A couple of years ago, I fell down the carpeted stairs in my home. One minute I was standing, the next I was lying at the bottom wondering what the heck. I didn't break anything, thankfully, but I do hold onto the railing now. Julie Tollefsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01579825918764925361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-73798002150739712252018-04-03T08:05:10.263-04:002018-04-03T08:05:10.263-04:00Carla, good to know that you're healing well. ...Carla, good to know that you're healing well. No broken bones for me (knock on wood), though the other evening I tripped over one of the dogs and landed flat on my face. New house rule: never walk through a dark room without turning on a light.Margaret S. Hamiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07979191318652199350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-48991320301673712492018-04-03T05:25:21.468-04:002018-04-03T05:25:21.468-04:00Oh, Carla! How awful. Glad you are recovered and y...Oh, Carla! How awful. Glad you are recovered and you handled it so well. The discomfort must have been intense! At what point does "discomfort" become out and out pain? Doctors never seem to define that. Could be when the "discomfort" is theirs. <br /><br />Except for the odd toe, no broken bones for me--thankfully. Hope it stays that way - softly knocking wood.Kaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07758348842858993203noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-993649290245605005.post-47974540188563539322018-04-03T03:42:51.833-04:002018-04-03T03:42:51.833-04:00Carla – having seen you in the earlier stages of r...Carla – having seen you in the earlier stages of recovery, I can confirm the raccoon look is not your best. I’m so glad everything is now better. I haven’t (knocking wood, throwing salt over my shoulder, etc.) broken any bones as an adult. My protagonist, Seamus McCree has had his nose broken a couple of time and he accidentally broke his son’s nose, so . . . they know your pain, but at least you don't have the crooked nose Seamus sports.Jim Jacksonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15090252530437277145noreply@blogger.com