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  • duckyb1
    duckyb1 Member Posts: 13,369
    edited August 2011

    Ok, falling stories..............1....Several years ago I was playihg with our Boston Terrier chasing him up and down my stairs.......I had high ceilings at the time, so I had about 15 steps...I thought it was fun watching him run up and down, so on our last run I decided to stay at the top and call him............he ran up, and when he got near the top I reached out to smack him on his snoot, lost my balance, and fell from the top step all the way to the bottom...........I felt like a friggin wheel going round and round ass over peanuts till I hit the stereo at the bottom..........my daughter was laughing so hard.....along with my future son in law......they could hardly run over to me...........when they did, I just laid there and said "get the hell away from me, and don't touch me"............we still laugh about it today.........................2...............Same house, was hurrying to go to the Dr. with my husband (his appt)..........rushed out the back door (it had rained earlier)..........stepped on the first step (steel plate steps around 12), lost my footing and went all the way down on my ass, and never missed a step..............when I reached the bottom my friggin husband said to me "what did you do"..........I said "get in the fuc-ing truck, and don't say another word...............3............was coming down from upstairs...same house, and my son was 3 sitting at the bottom of the stairs watching TV.......I had on socks.....slipped on the top step, and went on my ass all the way to the bottom.......when I got to the bottom step my son turned.......looked at me and said "Mommy.........why did you come down the steps like that".............and that is just 3 of my falls...................would you care to hear about the others. I got a million of them.......................................Have a good night "Fallers".

  • QCA
    QCA Member Posts: 1,539
    edited August 2011

    Hi everyone.  I just love the nickname "Fallen Women" for this thread.  Sounds sorta wicked, doesn't it?  I'm 61 (62 in January) and haven't fallen, yet.  I'm extremely careful but know it can happen any time, especially since arimidex is really doing a number on my right hip!

    Kathy

  • MinusTwo
    MinusTwo Member Posts: 16,634
    edited August 2011

    Hi ladies:

    67 this week & not a faller.  But I have to admit I quit going up on the roof at 65.  My inner ear just doesn't work the way it used to.  I do have the cutting corner syndrome.  Bruises are so much more colorful than they used to be.  And I agree - Fallen Women is a great name.  I don't usually post, but I try to keep up with you all.  Hope everyone has a good week.

  • lassie11
    lassie11 Member Posts: 1,500
    edited August 2011

    oh Ducky - I do wish you hadn't fallen so often, but the way you tell the stories is wonderful! How did you get away without breaking anything? or did you?

  • SoCalLisa
    SoCalLisa Member Posts: 13,961
    edited August 2011

    HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY MINUS TWO.

    We went to the  Padre Game where they retired Trevor Hoffman's number

    a real class act...

     

  • marlegal
    marlegal Member Posts: 2,264
    edited August 2011

    lassie, I'm glad your LE is mild enough that you don't need to wear a sleeve all the time. most women who develop LE are advised to wear their sleeves daily, and many do not which results in a worsening of the condition, meaning pain and impairment that could have been avoided if they'd worn the sleeves as recommended. I would definitely prefer not to wear mine .. it's not a choice I make, it's a necessity to keep the condition from getting worse, and something that I just had to make a part of my daily routine. I truly hope yours never gets to that point, but I caution anyone who develops LE to follow the guidelines of a trained LE therapist and if that means wearing a sleeve daily, please do it so that your condition doesn't get worse. coming down off soapbox now :)

  • 3jaysmom
    3jaysmom Member Posts: 4,266
    edited August 2011

    well, its' interesting... we've all pretty much agreed to haven fallen; but, the question begs to be asked: how many of us will admit to being fallen women> I will: i grew uop in the 60's...thats' my story, and im stickin to it.. it was the "summer of love" or autumn, or winter hahahaha now, an old, monogomus married lady for over 20 years, and thats the 2nd term.. er.. time..  no details necc... just raise yer hands if ya dare!!!!                 3jays...: IDC, 2cm, Stage IIb, 1/27 nodes, ER+/PR+, HER2-

  • BarbaraA
    BarbaraA Member Posts: 7,378
    edited August 2011

    3jays, I graduated high school in 68. Need I say more?

    Ducky, you crack me up.

    LIsa. how cool is that? Love baseball.

  • Anonymous
    Anonymous Member Posts: 1,376
    edited August 2011

    3jays!!! I am shocked!!   However I must admit I am with you on that one.....graduated in 1967 from HS ( still got a few yrs on you Barb) and boy, did I ever have fun at Ohio State....that was the year I flunked out, but I sure did have fun at those frat parties and on the banks of the Olentangy River.  I was considered wild, but compared to the kids today, we were tame. 

  • lassie11
    lassie11 Member Posts: 1,500
    edited August 2011

    Thanks for your "soapbox" Marlegal. I totally agree with you that we should do what the specialist recommends.  I feel quite lucky that my LE has not progressed and in your circumstances certainly would do as you do. Sorry if I came off snarky - sometimes my words on screen don't sound like they do with sound.

  • Hauntie
    Hauntie Member Posts: 483
    edited August 2011

    Ducky - Looks like we're both in the running for best falls. All mine have happened since I turned 50 (56 now). Up until then, I was fine. But then again, IT'S NOT MY FAULT. I've never heard the expression "ass over peanuts." We always say "ass over tea kettle." I wonder if there are any other "ass over... colloquialisms in other regions.

    Barbe -  Oh yeah, the bleeding was impressive. God bless nurses. I thought the blood was coming from my nose. A woman immediately ran up to me, identified herself as a nurse and told me to stay down, that I had a really nasty cut on my head that was going to need stitches. She started calling out for ice, paper towels, etc. Stayed with me until the ambulance came.

    Oh yes, there was an ambulance ride, strapped to a back board and everything. I can't remember whether they turned on the siren or not. My brother and his kids were at the fair and I was there with my cousin. DB went with me in the ambulance. DC followed in her car. My family has a very odd sense of humor, but its really helped us get through some very tough times. All the way in the ambulance DB is complaining that he didn't get to try fried oreos. I owe him fried oreos. The complaints continued as I'm being wheeled into the emergency room. Finally the EMT, who had been taking care of me in the ambulance, turned to him and with a nasty look and very angry voice says to DB "I'm sure that's the last thing on her mind right now" and quickly wheels me right past him. I thought the EMT was going to punch DB in the face.

    After I'm stiched up, we have to take DB back to the fair. His family and car are still there. We pull into a parking spot right by the entry gate.. My head is full of novacaine. I'm feeling no pain. I start complaining how I never got my apple crisp -  an annual fair tradition. You guessed it. I went back into the fair. They let us back in for free. The novacaine started wearing off soon after the apple crisp (which was delicious) so DC and I headed home. DB did end up getting his fried oreos. He said they were pretty good.

  • Dilly
    Dilly Member Posts: 655
    edited August 2011

    Welcome & Happy Birthday Minus Two.

    Nice pix (as usual!) Lisa - I do love to see people of good character get recognition.  In sports it's particularly important we promote that good character aspect!    ( I'm thinking of the stewpid 49er/Raider fans' brawl at the game last night)

    Barbe, no offense taken.  A lot of our young people in the US join the military as a way to get 1) a job, and 2) an education.  With the economy in the tank, many youngsters joined or re-enlisted just as a way to have a job.  I come from a "military" but not militaristic,  family - few make it a career, but most serve, even after we became an all-volunteer military.  We have 4 nephews & 3 nieces, and all the nephews have or are serving; DH's neph is oldest of all, and is career air force;  one of my nieces is looking like she'll make the air force her career. My bro has 3 boys, the oldest where we went to the bbq was already in the Army at 9/11, and he did 8 years with I think 6 battlefield postings.  We were so relieved that he got out safely in '07.  Then his younger brothers, the two other boys joined.  We lost the youngest 10 months ago a casualty of this *($% war, and our lives changed forever.  So we are all really anxious about middle boy, and will be until he gets out in 23 months.  He is a Navy corpsman assigned to the Marines - which is cause enough for worry... All safe prayers gratefully accepted... We are particularly close with all four of the "boys" even tho one is no longer with us.  Anyway, I think everybody has some struggle in their life... When we lost the youngest last year, I drew strength from the women on this board - just dealing with their own struggles.  If they could get up & keep going in their ____whatever____ situations, then I could keep going and try to prop up my bro who was, and is, devastated.  You can imagine his fear for his 2nd boy... all of us...  So, I was hoping for an idyllic moment, cool and refreshing, filled with love and light, for him to take overseas... we got that, and I was happy.

    Yesterday was a pleasant afternoon, ending with the usual "don't be a hero" warnings, lots of hugs and plans for skype or somesuch.  We are now planning a boat-in camp next summer, at that same lake. There are several primitive campsites only accessible by boat, and the guys did some exploring Saturday and have picked out spot, and we are all planning (at least hoping) for happy days next summer.  I'll go do the primitive thing if we have enough able bodies - we have enough bears and mountain lions around here that I think there may be some safety in numbers.

    When I was young, and wild, (and bulletproof) I would have camped alone or with the boy du jour.

  • barbe1958
    barbe1958 Member Posts: 19,757
    edited August 2011

    LC it sounds like you sent him back with wonderful memories and a trip to look forward to next summer. That's what counts...something to look forward to!!

    DH and I were looking at model homes a couple of years ago and there was hardwood stairs. I KNEW I didn't like them in wood, but couldn't remember why. Then my socked foot hit the top step and down I went. My head/hip/knee/ankle hit every step with a resounding thud/thud/thud/thud...I landed on the bottom spread out like Christ on the cross and my husband walks over and looks down and asks me what happened? I hissed "isn't it obvious?? Now help me up!" I don't have kneecaps so I can't kneel and have to get up kind of like 3jays told us a while back. Onto my side and then hands and feet. Didn't help that DH had one arm and was trying to tug me magicaly to my feet! Wasn't graceful or pretty. We didn't buy the house.

  • Dilly
    Dilly Member Posts: 655
    edited August 2011

    My most awkward moment involved cross-country skiis. When DH & I were first together (near 40 yrs ago), we lived in a cabin where you skiied in and out in winter, about 4 months a year.  One warming late-winter early-spring day, we were skiing in to the cabin and one of the streams was pretty full.  DH is tall and managed to cross with a side-step and lift his feet & skiis & keep his balance.  I tried it, and ended up so straddle-legged & strapped to 6' boards on my feet I absolutely couldn't lift either foot & keep my balance without falling in the water.  DH was laughing so hard he almost fell over.  I was fuming, and then he asked "well what do you want me to do?" --- "Give me a hand, *(#%it".... he's lucky I didn't pull him in the water.

    add: Barbe, I love my wood floors. They're a little hard on my feet (pun intended), but so very easy to clean.  I just wear better shoes or cushioned slippers. My dog weighs 135#, and he sheds enough hair for one of these mini-dogs every day.

  • SoCalLisa
    SoCalLisa Member Posts: 13,961
    edited August 2011

    Marybe funny you should mention Ohio State...I graduated from Denison in 1964, but and my sorority had a house at OSU and we would drive over and have a heck of a weekend partying..

    boy, those were the days...I spent many weekends at Kenyon too

  • duckyb1
    duckyb1 Member Posts: 13,369
    edited August 2011

    Lassie 11...........yes about 2 years ago I broke a vertebrae......tripped over my dogs covers on the way to the washer, landed on my face............twisted my body in such a way it snapped my back.......... after finally getting up after 10 minutes I drove myself to the emergency room........Dr. said "you broke your back"...........I said "get the hell out a hear.............if its broke how come I can stand straight........he shook his head and said "trust me X rays don't lie"..............had a procedure called Kyphoplasty, and I'm ok.............by the way I was 74 when I pulled that stunt

    I have always been clumsy...........fell off the back steps at 3 years old, and fractured my skull...........so I started young.....hahaha..........just plain clumsy...............

    Ladies I am as old as dirt............I graduated in 1953................by 1969 I had 6 kids......you guys are toddlers compared to me.................and yes I'm still falling....................Sign me up as President for the Fallen Women's Club..........................

  • marlegal
    marlegal Member Posts: 2,264
    edited August 2011

    Jo, I didn't graduate high school till '73 but I always liked hanging with older kids, so I was definitely one of the kids we warned our own kids about! Amazing that I grew up rather well all things considered!!

    Lassie, you weren't snarky at all, I just take the opportunity to spout about LE now and then because I was so misinformed and underinformed at the beginning. The charging bull side of me definitely gets in my way sometimes :)

  • Elisimo
    Elisimo Member Posts: 1,601
    edited August 2011

    I think my most spectacular fall was when I was coming down the stair with a laundry basket and tripped about 3/4 of the way down and flipped over the top of the laundry basket and landed on the hall rug at the bottom of the stair flat on my back.  Daisy the dog just came over and started licking my face.  It took me about 15 minutes before I had the courage to even try to move!  Fortunately nothing was broken, but I was really sore for a long time.  Since then I do not carry anything up or down the stairs.  DH does that for me.  I graduated in 1968 and flunked out of Univ. of Houston due to majoring in the "Cougar Den".  Finally convinced my Dad that I was not ready for college.  I finally did go to college and graduated in 1989.  Took me awhile to grow up.

  • lassie11
    lassie11 Member Posts: 1,500
    edited August 2011

    My grandson who is seven figured out that if we zip the top of the cloth hamper shut, we can kick it down the stairs. He loves to do it. I enjoy not carrying the thing down the stairs. Doesn't work so well for getting it back up.

  • 3jaysmom
    3jaysmom Member Posts: 4,266
    edited August 2011

    you guys are a hoot... i took my "fun" to RIsland, and downtown Boston.. '68' also, barbara.. thise were the days.. theres' a million stories for everyone of us, im sure... things were REAL different then, than nowadays......thinking of you all......3jays

  • BarbaraA
    BarbaraA Member Posts: 7,378
    edited August 2011

    Yup, peace love dove and rock and roll. Ahh those were the days. Wasn't there a song about that?

  • River_Rat
    River_Rat Member Posts: 1,724
    edited August 2011

    Hello everyone. 

    This thread has been fun to read.  I'm 58 and was going to post here the other day that I hadn't fallen recently...but then before I got around to that I did trip and fall.  It was notable because I had set a couple of shelves in the middle of the livingroom floor, DH was going to carry them downstairs after he did something else.  I went upstairs and yelled down to him to remember that they were there and to not trip over them.  Five minutes later I went back downstairs and promptly tripped over them myself, splitting two toes open.

    I have made a game out of getting dirty laundry down the stairs.  I have neuropathy and have to be careful on the stairs - DH has a fit if he sees me carrying anything, also my stairwell has a very high ceiling which is hard to dust so I throw dirty laundry from the top of the stairs, aiming at the high far edge where it falls to the bottom of the stairs.  I almost never have to pull out the long handled duster thing, the laundry usually takes care of any cobwebs. 

  • SoCalLisa
    SoCalLisa Member Posts: 13,961
    edited August 2011

    good thinking riverrat

  • chabba
    chabba Member Posts: 5,065
    edited August 2011

    Love it riverrat

  • Eph3_12
    Eph3_12 Member Posts: 4,781
    edited August 2011

    That's what I call multi-tasking!

  • barbe1958
    barbe1958 Member Posts: 19,757
    edited August 2011

    HAHAHAHAHA Ah riverrat you gave me a laugh!!! Reminds me of the time I told the neighbours to dial 91 and hover over the other 1 because my DH was going to use a chainsaw. Turns out it was ME that herniated 3 disks in my back helping him and it was ME that went out of the backyard in a guerney to the ambulance. Neighbours were quite shocked to see the ambulance tho.....

  • River_Rat
    River_Rat Member Posts: 1,724
    edited August 2011

    Ouch!  Barbe, that sounds horrible but kind of makes me wonder if your neighbors all thought you were clairvoyant until they found out it was you and not your DH on the guerney.

  • GramE
    GramE Member Posts: 5,056
    edited August 2011

    quick fly by:    Earthquake, 5.9 

    I am 80 miles from the center of the earthquake - unpacking groceries in my kitchen apartment.   Thought upstairs someone was moving and furniture fell.    Got text from son "U ok?".   TV says earthquake, ran outside.     All my family and friends and I are fine.  

    Apartment manager says all is being checked.    Good thing is we have no natural gas lines at all in the complex.         Nancy 

  • barbe1958
    barbe1958 Member Posts: 19,757
    edited August 2011

    Thanks for letting us know Nancy!!!! Thank God!

  • duckyb1
    duckyb1 Member Posts: 13,369
    edited August 2011

    Hey Ladies............was over my daughters....(with the kids ...usual job while she works...........my grandson got up late, around 11am, ate, and I told him "you have to eat again before Dad gets home from work, or you won't get lunch".......he said "fine", and around 1:45 I decided now is lunchtime........both kids were in the finished basement when the "girl, 10, a real "drama queen" ran upstairs screaming ......"Nan, its an earthquake".........previous to that I had just struggled with a jelly container that would not dispense the jelly , and in shaking it broke the cap, and got jelly all over the granite counter.............then the milkshake I was making him spilled out of the blender, so I was not in the mood for "her"..........She again screamed........"Nan, an earthquake"...................now my granson, who is very lay back, and very calm said "Nan, Mom just called from work, and we had an earthquake.............and Nan, we felt it in our video chairs..............well him I belive, cause he is quite reserved in his thinking..................at that point I said  "I didn't feel a thing....................of course not I was too engrossed fighting a blender, and a jelly jar......................well anway, my grandson said to me "not to be insulting Nan, but you know the way you sometimes "walk",(and then proceeded to show me how I walk)..................maybe you just thought it was "you".........................then the drama queen said......................."Yea Nan, you know how that medication always makes you "dizzy"..............you probably thought it was that...................gotta love the honesty of kids...................well we did have an earthquake, and for Philly , that is unusual..............Now we are bracing for "Irene" who is gonna hammer the Jersey coastline (as of today), and that means no shore this weekend ....................Boo Hoo................oh wellwe went from flooding, to an earthquake, and a hurricane in about 1 week...................oh well...where's the Vodka.

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