Coming off Weather Hill there is a fence line and stile at NY 922 396. The fence only had posts so walked straight through and tripped on the old fence wire buried inThe grass. Getting standing was not easy. Then I found the path had vanished so walked for approx 2kms. over tussock grass terrain, clutching two poles in my right hand with left arm hanging down.climbed a ladder stile and descended through several difficult gates to Chester House ( farm). Farmer put me in his quad bike and delivered me to the Hare.and Hounds, Westgate phoning for an ambulance at 5:00 pm. There I was well looked after by the landlord and two lovely ladies, Cath and Alli, for four and a half hours (ambulance arrived 9:30.) 35 miles to Durham, triage, X- ray etc. Finally was in bed for 1:25am.
Westgate was my destination for the day and I had walked about 16 miles when I fell.
Thanks too all for your comments. Too many to reply individually.. It is trickydoing this with one finger and the Wrong hand.
Your tale of woe and your response to it all epitomizes the British WW2 poster which encourages one to "Keep calm and carry on."
ReplyDeleteRest easy.
The Crow - I could've taken the easy option and phoned the mountain rescue and then I would've probably hadf a ride in the helicopter arriving at Durham hospital in about 20 minutes. Ah well ...
ReplyDeleteOld fence wire, hidden in grass, is a hazard I seem to come across too often. I was pondering duties of care in relation to said hazard when I was up a Marilyn last month (although in that case a new fence had been installed and the old wire simply strewn nearby, so a willful act, rather than a matter of decay that has not been addressed). I can't say I reached any conclusions, but it took my mind off the fact that I was thrashing up a hill in the wind and rain!
ReplyDeleteFingers are crossed that the op is soon and successful.
Gayle - It's not the first time it's happened to me - should have been aware.
ReplyDeleteGood to hear you are up and tapping away with one finger.
ReplyDeleteVery sad to hear of your 'blip'. All the best with restoration and let me know when your are home or if you need help with transport.Will speak to Jill.
JP.
It's become a habit over the years for Lynne and I to say to each other when near fences 'watch out for wire'. I don't know why because we've never tripped on wire but there it is! We don't seem to exercise quite the same caution crossing barbed wire fences and have paid the price.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I know we all hate the idea of calling out an MRT but as a medic friend has often reminded me 'you have no idea what damage you've done and therefore how a delay in getting treatment will impact on recovery'. That said he once sliced his arm open on quartzite in Sutherland, stitched himself up then drove to Raigmore hospital in Inverness, though he admits that was stupid!
Anyway Conrad, Lynne and I send our best wishes and hope your op is a complete success and you're back on some trail or other in no time.
As bad as it sounds, I'm glad your ok. Speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteBC,Afoot,AlanR - thanks for comments. Too laborious typing individual replies. Was told this am op this pm therefore mil by mouth. Now told probable transfer to Darlington. They are all nice people but they just don't communicate with each other or the patients.
ReplyDeleteMaybe nil by mouth but full menu by eye (and ear?) , I'm glad to see.
ReplyDeleteGraham sends his greetings and best wishes for your recovery - and how sorry he was to hear of your 'incident' - a snake in the grass, but more vicious.
Cannot comment on your last sentence at the moment in case it comes back to bite you - the same story everywhere.
Let me know if you need transport and other things - I know D slightly, as you may recall. Less than an hour from here.
Good luck Conrad. I must say I cannot fault Ninewells (Acute Surgical Receiving Unit) - they have been absolutely superb in every possible way - so not the 'same story everywhere' gimmer.
ReplyDeleteHi Conrad we are so sorry to hear of your accident. We wish you a speedy recovery. Michael and Helen (Brandy Bank B&B)
ReplyDeleteSorry to learn of the accident - hope you are on the mend soon. With best wishes.
ReplyDeleteI deployed the rescue boat and made a dash across to Durham yesterday to see how Sir Hugh was doing...
ReplyDelete1. Bored!
2. Contrite - had been told off for eating some cake he had squirreled away in his rucksack - told he can only eat the hospital food. At this point, I looked at the bag of goodies I I had just bought from Tesco and swished it behind my back before I was rumbled! (Was able to leave a packet of shortbread stuffed into his rucksack for emergencies only - phew!)
3. Frustrated but had 'that' glimmer in his eye - I suggested I could take his rucksack home. NO! I think I should ask Matron to keep a close eye in case of an escape plan being actioned! I have visions of him quietly sneaking off after surgery with his rucksack on his back!
4. Bored! Again! - he asked me to find his first aid kit from his rucksack on the pretext that he needed nail clippers for a snagged nail. Mmmmm! Does he think he has enough medical supplies in that kit to do the surgery himself? Nearly confiscated the nail clippers!
5. Grateful - for everyone's kind wishes. Feel free to send him the odd communication before he gets even more bored!
Well - time was up and Koo and I had to leave. Looking forward to getting him home soon!
All since I said so last time. Thanks. Good to hear from you Michael and Helen- 'twas one of the bes stays ever at Brandy Bank. Welcome back to you Frank, I always imagine you on the train on your way home reading my blog. Miss R -no comment.
ReplyDeleteChuckle! x
ReplyDeleteConrad, no need to reply - just get well soon and (hopefully also soon) back out there.
ReplyDeleteAs if this walking malarkey wasn't difficult enough, without people booby-trapping the countryside.