You would not believe what happened to me today, was sitting in the wheel chair at, St Oswald’s day centre main entrance, and just waiting the bus back home, when the phone got a message.
Lifted it out my pocket and managed to drop it under the damn wheel chair. In moving the chair backwards I could not see it so lifted the footplates to get a better view, heard a crunch and thought it’s smashed now.
So moved the chair back a bit further so I could see it, in spotting it I leaned forward using my goods left arm to pick it up. But my arm inside the bend for the elbow, the shirt caught the control and the chair started to move forward pulling me off my seat and onto my knees then starting to run my own legs over
I heard a scream it was the vicar, (that day a also indeed guardian angel), I had managed to unhook my shirt sleeve so the wheel chair had stopped but was well and truly stuck on my lower legs, I was on my knees unable to move, if it had gone any further it would have put me literally on my face.
The vicar was in a state of shock, god bless her, saying she would go and get help, I quickly replied too her to move the wheel chair backwards to ease the pain, the weight of the chair off my legs, she was terrified to do that but she did it, and then ran indoors to get help.
I knelt on my knees for what was possibly just seconds, yet seemed an eternity. I’m ok in that I can walk with my stick but once on my knees I am helpless to get up unless there is something to push on
Then s whole army of angel; nurses appeared to help me to my feet god bless each and every one of them.
I hugged that vicar, my guardian angel for the day, a man dying from Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis
, common obstructive pulmonary disease, cancer growth and a hernia
As it is I had been up all night after going to bed at 12 to be up at 2 for the loo, then every literal 10 to 20 minutes. I know this is a bit of a funny story but it brought me so close near to tears typing it out, wondering why me and the wife have so much bad luck over the last two years more so, and why the devil will not just back off us both more so myself permanently
Knees are grazed ankles are bruised and my phone still works, thank God but the message disappeared