Nearly 4 weeks ago two of our grandchildren came to stay with us for a few days, an 11 yo boy and a 9 and1/2 yo girl. The 9 and1/2 is very important as she reminds me all the time that she is nearly 10. Anyway, both had scooters and skateboards, so I took them to the local skatepark. The 11yo has no fear and was soon jumping and speeding all over the place. The 9 and a 1/2 yo was not so confident and was proceeding very carefully. I asked the 11 yo to show his sister a couple of low key tricks, to which he readily agreed, but she was still very shy and unsure. Anyway, in steps 63 yo grandad and ofers to try the trick first to boost her confidence and then she can have a go. Right. Wrong. 30 seconds later I’m lying in the bottom of the skate park with two breaks in my left ankle, a break in the tibia just below the left knee, the cartlidge, (or whatever it is), torn from the knee cap and the inside of the knee cap looking like a tossed salad.
So now I am 3 weeks into not being able to put any weight on my left leg and some months from being able to use the left knee. How did it help my modelling? My wonderful wife and a good mate have set me up at the dining room table and I have gone back to braile scale armour to pass the next few weeks. As I have been out of the hobby for a while, its a great way to rediscover some old skills. Mind you, old Airfix kits are a heck of a reintroduction. Is there anywhere on them that does not have sink holes???
Moral of the story. My 9 and a 1/2 yo grandaughter is a hell of a lot smarter than her 63 yo grandfather!
True Tojo72, but its winter here and we are in lockdown, so if it was going to happen at least my timing was good. And believe me, I’m making the most of the modelling time.
Roger that Ed. My wife did say something to that effect, after she stopped laughing! Whilst she and my mates were all concerned, it did not stop them laughing themselves silly and I have since been the but of many jokes. Can’t blame them, it was a pretty silly thing to do. Would you believe the two blokes administering the anesthetic were named Tom and Jerry!
Its all good Bill. I put the story up to give folks a laugh. I’m in great spirits and being well cared for by my wonderful wife. Besides, it is what it is and I can’t change it. Good luck to you and your wife. I hope all goes well for her.
Tough way to get back to the hobby. Get better. Keep this in mind. My favorite things in life are sex, eating good food, watching sports, drinking beer, cigars, and modeling. I don’t have to stand up for any of them.
Almost sounds like a “Hold my beer and watch this” story. Also reminds me of a liberty call in Hong Kong with a bunch of you Aussies . . . and a good time was had by all.
If it were me, I’d pick up a couple of cases of XXXX and relax!
Thanks Mopar. I didn’t break a femur, but the prides pretty bent! After hospital and all of its interesting experiences I am able to say you never forget your first catheter…