The long and short of it is that no one was badly injured, but the potential was there. He had mentioned going up on the roof with the leaf blower to get rid of the leaves in the gutters. As I was reading blogs this morning I heard footsteps on the roof; it couldn't be Santa, he's already been here. I tried to ignore it but was waiting to hear a thump and a moan. All I was hearing was the leaf blower.
As I was walking past the front door on my way to our bedroom, I noticed that he was about to get on the ladder to come down from the roof. Then I saw the ladder slip so I hurried out the door. It was one of those telescoping metal ladders. Well, the rubber feet didn't catch due to all the wet leaves on the deck. Next, as I tried to hold the ladder so he could come down, it started to de-telescope, catching my middle finger on my right hand and ripping off a piece of skin. That hurt like the dickens. The ladder continued to slip but finally Kerry got down without falling. He has a platelet disorder so falling is not a good thing for him.
Cold water, peroxide, neosporin and a band aid helped my wound. I kept my hand above my heart for a while so the bleeding would stop. My tetanus shot is recent so I should be okay. Just another day in retirement.
The photo is taken from the veranda of our stateroom and shows the life boats.
I'm an Aquarius who was raised a Roman Catholic in Minnesota. I've managed to overcome the religion and the state. I've lived in California for 40 years. I retired in 2007 and became a quilter and appliquer. Never thought I would find the medium that would let me express my artistic feelings. I love vivid color. In addition, I'm a locavore, foraging for food to keep my husband and me healthy and to help local farmers. I live in Northern California on five acres.