I roofed an awning an a new house today--or tried to. The house was almost dried and stuck for tile. I had done four other awnings over windows. The last one was over the entree to the courtyard at the front entrance. It's only two courses. I put one foot off the ladder onto the eave to finish cap nailing down the felt. Next thing I knew me and the whole awning were on our way to the ground 10-12 foot down. I never even put my entire 150 lbs on the damn POS. The finished roof would have weighed more.
I landed on my right foot and braced myself on my right hand. I spranged my ankle and broke my wrist in six places. The pain is server.
A guy delivering plumbing supplies called 911. I could not do much. I thank that man. He had been a EMT before and he really cared enough to help me. The paramedics showed up in about 20 minutes with the fire department just behind them. I recall a fireman saying 'good thin you didn't fall on all these nails.' He was looking at the cap nails that fall out of my bags when I hit the ground.
Anyway next week I get surgery on my wrist then two months without my right hand. After that I have to get my right arm back into shape. It will be three months before I can make a living roofing again and I may never be the same again.
I got three doses of morphine and a similar drug intravenously. It had no effect.
I can't do much with my left hand. Posting this was very difficult. I do remember back in little league I could hit a ball left handed. Maybe I can still beat a framer with a bat?
It turns out the builder knew that awning was not finished and just tacked on. I spoke to him on that roof days before and the ass failed to mention that.
I landed on my right foot and braced myself on my right hand. I spranged my ankle and broke my wrist in six places. The pain is server.
A guy delivering plumbing supplies called 911. I could not do much. I thank that man. He had been a EMT before and he really cared enough to help me. The paramedics showed up in about 20 minutes with the fire department just behind them. I recall a fireman saying 'good thin you didn't fall on all these nails.' He was looking at the cap nails that fall out of my bags when I hit the ground.
Anyway next week I get surgery on my wrist then two months without my right hand. After that I have to get my right arm back into shape. It will be three months before I can make a living roofing again and I may never be the same again.
I got three doses of morphine and a similar drug intravenously. It had no effect.
I can't do much with my left hand. Posting this was very difficult. I do remember back in little league I could hit a ball left handed. Maybe I can still beat a framer with a bat?
It turns out the builder knew that awning was not finished and just tacked on. I spoke to him on that roof days before and the ass failed to mention that.