Homily for today
Don’t crouch down in a confined space if you are of a
certain age. If you do and your knees
start to hurt do not then sit –in the confined space.
Should you get the urge to read the label on the back of
your flat TV, rather look up the paper work (RTFM) than attempt to squeeze
yourself between the window and the TV which is in the corner.
The said label was quite small and sited near the base of theTV with about five lines of letters
and numbers. By the time I had jotted them down, with the aid of pencil and
paper, I could no longer move – my knees were locked and MTL began to get curious
about what I was up to. Slowly and achingly
I sank to the floor. There was no space
to roll over onto my knees and after a while MTL came to investigate.
See below.
33 comments:
I so understand your warning !
So glad you remember your climing days.
When I fall, gee thanks Hamish, or if I have to get down on knees and hands I have to crawl over to something stable, balance and pull myself up with the Two Square Ones hovering with toys in their mouths. They think of course ... she is on the floor this means PLAY TIME !
Glad your fine and everything worded out OK !
cheers, parsnip
Amusing in a sympathetic arm-around-the-shoulder-by-Chef kind of way. However, my attention was detracted away fae the crux of your wee tale by the amount of what appears to be dust on the skirting.
I'm betting that within three minutes of you reading this that you will go and investigate my claim just to make sure that I am kidding on.
Resist it if you can dear lady...
Ouch! I'm glad you are okay. I often get wedged behind my dj gear. So far I've always managed to break free before the end of a track!
Parsnip: it was the confined space wot did me in.
Chef: you know how - in full sunlight - dust hones in on TVs? I did notice the odd dust particle at the back of the TV but am happy to leave it to Sheila with her feather duster which she doesn't like me to touch. As for the skirting board - if you think I'm venturing anywhere near that corner again yeer wrang.
Excellent answer hen!
My life's flashing before my eyes! Who's going to give me a hand up when I get stuck?
It's internet dating or a rescue dog then...
Trust Mr Files to spot the invisible dust!
Glad you got out of the tight predicament okay, Pat.
Sx
Parsnip: Yes I must say two little dogs licking me would not have helped:)
Joey: that sounds quite dangerous.
Macy: it's a good idea to keep testing if you can crouch and then stand after five minutes or so. Practice whilst someone is there.
It does tend to creep upon you but you have far to go I'm sure.
Scarlet: one might say he has eyes in his - um - posterior.
Ouch, ouch, ouch. Living amongst older folks, I've heard of all kinds of predicaments, but this one's new. I thought the kitchen-table-climbing would be the last one.
What do your sons say, Pat? I lecture and lecture my mother and the aunties and one uncle...do they hear me? Nah.
:-D
I have a similar situation when I try to find a pan or lid in the lower cabinets that has slid or been pushed too far back. I can't bear to be on my knees on the hard floor, so I have to sit on the floor. At that point, it is almost impossible to get up!
Yesterday there were no seats on the bus so I crouched down in the place where a wheelchair might go. Luckily the brain hasn't completely gone yet, as I remembered to stand up one stop BEFORE where I was getting off so that the pain in the knees had subsided by the time I had to start walking.
GG: they are more worried about me running downstairs.
Judy: you know what I'm talking about. What is worse is if the man in the family should find themselves on the carpet.
G.adjo: good thinking. Remember B.B.King's song 'The thrill has gawn.'? Should be the spring has gawn:)
No photos!? Or link to a YouTube video? Another golden opportunity for hilarity missed.
Ron and I try to carry our cell phones at all times. If I am outside or upstairs and one of us has an emergency we can reach one another or dial 911. Or if Ron needs a glass of tea, or a snack or lunch, or, or, or.....:)
Noted and appreciated!
Seriously. There should be a blogsite dedicated only to practical observations like this.
Pearl
You RUN downstairs? :-D
UB: at least you got a photo of the TV.
Granny Annie: common sense that . wish I could say the same of us.
Pearl: I doubt people would read them. Would they?
GG: not any longer. Honestly.
Whenever that happens to me my partner just sits cackling about it for half an hour and then asks me to get her a cup of tea.
Kevin: that's so cruel.
Sorry Pat but I did laugh, but only because it's something I have done and still do do, (I never seem to learn ;) )
|LOM: if I brought a smile to your face I'm happy:)
Glad you're ok now! My mum is always climbing up ladders and stools by herself when she's home alone and it worries me no end. Take care dear Pat.
CC: I'm afraid we mums are a bit of a problem sometimes:)
Instead of running down the stairs, I'm surprised you haven't ahd a fireman's pole fitted...
You stirred up a popular topic here. With one good knee and half a hip, I couldn't have gotten up at all. Bravo to the two oof you.
Kim: that would make sense. The bannister is no good - too many corners.
Very romantic really - not a white horse but kind of rescuing by MTL. Its how you spin it - isn't it.(Think i've been in California for too long) I am getting that way too...just bought knee supports - for both knees!
I did several lols there, Pat. Notably, RTFM - I didn't know you used that sort of expression! MTL *began* to get curious ... *after a while* came to investigate - was it all coped with as calmly as you suggest?
I had to come to the Sage's rescue the other day when he successfully climbed onto a five-barred gate but found, when straddling it, that it wasn't so easy to get down again!
Mage: never mind us - you two are the heroes.
ALW: lovely way to put it and true. Sorry about the knees but you could grow out of it. Sstranger things have happened.
Z:Yes it was all fairly calm. It would have been different had I fallen but MTL is very laid back and it just struck me as quite funny.
Good job you could rescue the Sage. The same thing happened to me a couple of years ago.
I shall be waiting for your instructions for the Hokey Cokey.
Rashbre: :)
I'm glad to hear you made it out safely!
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