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14 years ago
Alright so, my grandmother is coming home from the hospital today, after she fell into a road ditch on her way home from a grill party at our place.
[Story time]
It was night to Sunday. We had just finished up after a rather successful grilling session outside and my grandmother decided she wanted to go home. We (me and my father) followed her up the little trail from our back yard to our front door. Here she sat down on her convenient four wheeled scooter and started zooming away, until she adjousted the speed for walking pace. I ran alongside her and caught up with her, whilst my father was left walking behind. I then veered off the road to get my fjord horse in for the night (the other staying upcountry at the time). My grandmother got distracted by my racing the horse to the opening in the fence and didn't pay attention to the road, the result being the road turned and she didn't. She then drove right into the ditch at the side of the road.
Surprisingly though, she didn't have a scratch, the scooter simply stood put in the ditch, so me and my father got her up and she watched as we tried to do the same with the scooter. I thought it might be easier if I pulled the gas lever so the scooter would drive itself out. This however did not go well. Apparently it ran over my fathers foot, and he got dragged along as he clung to the handlebar, unfortunately also the gas lever. I yelled at my father to let go of the gas, and tried to pry his hand away from it, amidst the chaos I saw my grandmother disappearing down into the ditch and I instinctively let go of everything, at this point the scooter was under control, and I rushed over to her. My father and I hauled her up from the ditch and looked her over to assess the damage.
She had skinned her leg, which was bleeding pretty much due to her medicines, her chest hurt and her wrist hurt so much she couldn't use it, I insisted that it might just be broken (we later found out, from the hospital, that it was). She was especially annoyed by the practically useless wrist.
We got her back on the scooter and I followed her home, while my father got the horse in for the night. We then decided that I was going to stay the night, so we got her to bed and I went home and packed my computer (which I actually didn't use) and other importaint stuff.
While I stayed over I grabbed her old radio (50s I think) and searched the different wavelengths for something to listen to. I found a channel in Spain, one in Japan a few in Germany and Russia and one in South Korea.
The morning after we sent for an ambulance and got her to the hospital where she's been since then. She's doing well now. Tough old girl she is.
[Story time]
It was night to Sunday. We had just finished up after a rather successful grilling session outside and my grandmother decided she wanted to go home. We (me and my father) followed her up the little trail from our back yard to our front door. Here she sat down on her convenient four wheeled scooter and started zooming away, until she adjousted the speed for walking pace. I ran alongside her and caught up with her, whilst my father was left walking behind. I then veered off the road to get my fjord horse in for the night (the other staying upcountry at the time). My grandmother got distracted by my racing the horse to the opening in the fence and didn't pay attention to the road, the result being the road turned and she didn't. She then drove right into the ditch at the side of the road.
Surprisingly though, she didn't have a scratch, the scooter simply stood put in the ditch, so me and my father got her up and she watched as we tried to do the same with the scooter. I thought it might be easier if I pulled the gas lever so the scooter would drive itself out. This however did not go well. Apparently it ran over my fathers foot, and he got dragged along as he clung to the handlebar, unfortunately also the gas lever. I yelled at my father to let go of the gas, and tried to pry his hand away from it, amidst the chaos I saw my grandmother disappearing down into the ditch and I instinctively let go of everything, at this point the scooter was under control, and I rushed over to her. My father and I hauled her up from the ditch and looked her over to assess the damage.
She had skinned her leg, which was bleeding pretty much due to her medicines, her chest hurt and her wrist hurt so much she couldn't use it, I insisted that it might just be broken (we later found out, from the hospital, that it was). She was especially annoyed by the practically useless wrist.
We got her back on the scooter and I followed her home, while my father got the horse in for the night. We then decided that I was going to stay the night, so we got her to bed and I went home and packed my computer (which I actually didn't use) and other importaint stuff.
While I stayed over I grabbed her old radio (50s I think) and searched the different wavelengths for something to listen to. I found a channel in Spain, one in Japan a few in Germany and Russia and one in South Korea.
The morning after we sent for an ambulance and got her to the hospital where she's been since then. She's doing well now. Tough old girl she is.
As for the radio. It is rather sensitive, it had to be at the time when there were no satellites and such, so sensitive in fact that the quality of the signal is directly affected by my pose. I used a half folded out paper clip for antenna, it tends to help a little. Also, tracking signals over the North pole proved quite fun. How I wish I knew Japanese xD
sorry for the late reply, I've been a bit busy lately