I'm guessing a lot of you must be wondering where I've been for the past year or so and many of the new members don't know of me at all, as some of you are aware I was planning on looking at moving to Canada but that's gone out the window due to a major change in circumstances.
Almost exactly a year ago to the day I had an horrendous accident which has been highly inconvenient and caused me a lot of pain, I'm still slowly recovering now but at least I can drive again and slowly work on my cars. I shall try and keep the explanation as brief as possible but as some of you know I have a tendency to go off on tangents and start waffling. Anyway I had a BBQ with a mate on the Sunday of last Augusts bank holiday weekend, it was a lovely afternoon/evening so we thought we'd make the most of what was likely to be one of the last decent days of the summer. I can recall cooking stuff at about 18.00, the next thing I know it's sometime in the small hours and I'm a heap at the bottom of his stairs, my face stuck to the floor with blood in terrible pain unable to move. I have zero recollection of what happened as I knocked myself out, probably for quite a while.
Those that know me will probably assume that booze was the cause, however I'd only drunk about a pint of 9% Cider so hardly a major drinking session! Intending to walk home as I only live a mile or so away as the crow fly's if I use foot paths through fields and a couple of bits of back road, on a clear evening this is something I often do.... However it had clouded over and I must have decided to crash out in one of the spare rooms and get home in the morning, gotten up in the middle of the night half asleep to go for a pee, become disorientated in the dark and walked/dived straight off the top of the stairs. The opening for which is next to a door and could easily be mistaken for a doorway when one can hardly see.
After about an hour of shouting help as loudly as I could my mate woke up, turned the lights on and was horrified to see my predicament, fortunately he works in the stunt industry and is well trained in first aid so he didn't panic and knew what to do. As my legs were still half up the bottom of the stairs in a knot the first thing he did was check to see if I'd broken anything and had feeling in both feet, suggesting it was safe to try and move me. He got some blankets then got hold of my arms and pulled me straight before putting me in the recovery position and making sure I was warm. He then called the emergency services to request an Ambulance as I couldn't move my hands at all, had a cut on my forehead, had broken the bridge of my nose which was bleeding and I couldn't sit up let alone stand or walk.
The Ambulance was going to be at least three hours so he gave another mate a call so they could move me, I was nearly 100 kg's at that time so obviously he couldn't support me by himself. At this point it was just getting light and he needed head off to work before long so after a brief call good old Charlie (cardcrash on here) got there as quickly as he could at something like 6 am. Between the two of them they managed to get me into Charlies BMW, by this point I could sit up right but standing or walking was totally out of the question, Charlie got me to my folks house and basically carried me inside and I plonked myself into a comfy chair. Thank you again mate!
To try and cut down on the length of this post I won't go into full medical details, eventually the Ambulance arrived and EMT lady Paramedic gave me an in depth inspection, checked my vital signs etc and came to the conclusion I hadn't broken anything and not suffered a serious concision despite my obvious head injury. They wanted to take me into hospital but as moving hurt like hell and I really dislike hospitals (their germ ridden and smell funny) I declined their offer on the provision that I'd go if i started to show any signs of serious head injury or feel like loosing consciousness.
The pain in my hands and wrists was almost unbearable so we came to the conclusion that I'd put my hands out to save myself as I fell and temporally dislocated most of my fingers and wrists also damaging tendons etc. I couldn't move them for a month and even then a couple of fingers wouldn't move though I could feel them alright! A week or so after it happened massive bruises came out around my elbows and shoulders suggesting my hands and arms had absorbed the brunt of the impact, I also had a lot of bruises from the treads of the stairs across the front of my body.
It was two weeks before I could walk again and I had to be feed by hand by my poor parents for sometime. The past year has been hell but over the last month I've been making better progress and feeling more positive. For a while I'm not ashamed to say I became very depressed hence the complete lack of contact, plus I was on some serious pain meds for a long time which make one really dopey.
So sorry to all those who have tried to PM me, when it came to trying to go through my messages I found I somehow had 2800 odd which I couldn't open so I had to delete them all in blocks to get my PM's working again.
Right! I must leave it there for now but suffice to say I'm going to be posting again regularly, I still have loads of S2 parts that have go as I'm moving house soon, I'm not going far, only a couple of miles from where I am now and I'll have a much better workshop which I'm looking forward to being able to use.
Almost exactly a year ago to the day I had an horrendous accident which has been highly inconvenient and caused me a lot of pain, I'm still slowly recovering now but at least I can drive again and slowly work on my cars. I shall try and keep the explanation as brief as possible but as some of you know I have a tendency to go off on tangents and start waffling. Anyway I had a BBQ with a mate on the Sunday of last Augusts bank holiday weekend, it was a lovely afternoon/evening so we thought we'd make the most of what was likely to be one of the last decent days of the summer. I can recall cooking stuff at about 18.00, the next thing I know it's sometime in the small hours and I'm a heap at the bottom of his stairs, my face stuck to the floor with blood in terrible pain unable to move. I have zero recollection of what happened as I knocked myself out, probably for quite a while.
Those that know me will probably assume that booze was the cause, however I'd only drunk about a pint of 9% Cider so hardly a major drinking session! Intending to walk home as I only live a mile or so away as the crow fly's if I use foot paths through fields and a couple of bits of back road, on a clear evening this is something I often do.... However it had clouded over and I must have decided to crash out in one of the spare rooms and get home in the morning, gotten up in the middle of the night half asleep to go for a pee, become disorientated in the dark and walked/dived straight off the top of the stairs. The opening for which is next to a door and could easily be mistaken for a doorway when one can hardly see.
After about an hour of shouting help as loudly as I could my mate woke up, turned the lights on and was horrified to see my predicament, fortunately he works in the stunt industry and is well trained in first aid so he didn't panic and knew what to do. As my legs were still half up the bottom of the stairs in a knot the first thing he did was check to see if I'd broken anything and had feeling in both feet, suggesting it was safe to try and move me. He got some blankets then got hold of my arms and pulled me straight before putting me in the recovery position and making sure I was warm. He then called the emergency services to request an Ambulance as I couldn't move my hands at all, had a cut on my forehead, had broken the bridge of my nose which was bleeding and I couldn't sit up let alone stand or walk.
The Ambulance was going to be at least three hours so he gave another mate a call so they could move me, I was nearly 100 kg's at that time so obviously he couldn't support me by himself. At this point it was just getting light and he needed head off to work before long so after a brief call good old Charlie (cardcrash on here) got there as quickly as he could at something like 6 am. Between the two of them they managed to get me into Charlies BMW, by this point I could sit up right but standing or walking was totally out of the question, Charlie got me to my folks house and basically carried me inside and I plonked myself into a comfy chair. Thank you again mate!
To try and cut down on the length of this post I won't go into full medical details, eventually the Ambulance arrived and EMT lady Paramedic gave me an in depth inspection, checked my vital signs etc and came to the conclusion I hadn't broken anything and not suffered a serious concision despite my obvious head injury. They wanted to take me into hospital but as moving hurt like hell and I really dislike hospitals (their germ ridden and smell funny) I declined their offer on the provision that I'd go if i started to show any signs of serious head injury or feel like loosing consciousness.
The pain in my hands and wrists was almost unbearable so we came to the conclusion that I'd put my hands out to save myself as I fell and temporally dislocated most of my fingers and wrists also damaging tendons etc. I couldn't move them for a month and even then a couple of fingers wouldn't move though I could feel them alright! A week or so after it happened massive bruises came out around my elbows and shoulders suggesting my hands and arms had absorbed the brunt of the impact, I also had a lot of bruises from the treads of the stairs across the front of my body.
It was two weeks before I could walk again and I had to be feed by hand by my poor parents for sometime. The past year has been hell but over the last month I've been making better progress and feeling more positive. For a while I'm not ashamed to say I became very depressed hence the complete lack of contact, plus I was on some serious pain meds for a long time which make one really dopey.
So sorry to all those who have tried to PM me, when it came to trying to go through my messages I found I somehow had 2800 odd which I couldn't open so I had to delete them all in blocks to get my PM's working again.
Right! I must leave it there for now but suffice to say I'm going to be posting again regularly, I still have loads of S2 parts that have go as I'm moving house soon, I'm not going far, only a couple of miles from where I am now and I'll have a much better workshop which I'm looking forward to being able to use.
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