After 3 very cold wet days, this morning the sun was shining and it was warm. I noticed how dirty the windows were, so I took my daughter outside in her wheelchair and parked it at the garden table under a parasol, radio on and coffee in front of her.
I set to and cleaned a few windows. I tried to move her to be closer to me but the grass was too long and I got the wheels stuck again. I have done this before and should know better. It was a struggle, but after a lot of heaving and grunting I lifted the chair out of the rut the wheels had made and got her on firm ground.
I decided to mow the lawn. By this time the sun had moved round and the parasol needed to be repositioned. Somehow the pole moved in the support and pinched my thumb. Instinctively, I snatched by hand away, leaving a bit of my thumb behind. I am not usually squeamish but I felt a bit wobbly when I looked. So, there we are, me with half a kitchen roll wrapped round my hand, and my daughter insistently signing for coffee, and tapping my shoulder. Freddie Mercury yelling āāThe Show Must Go Onā on the radio. I didnāt know whether to laugh or cry. As Katie was with me I thought I had better laugh. I told her she has a silly mum, she nodded her head and called me a banana!
My husband would have cleaned it and put a dressing on and made me sit down with a kiss and a cuddle. I had to try and put a dressing on it with one hand, without actually looking at it in case it made me throw up. Itās throbbing like mad, I never used to be so clumsy, stupid or such a wimp. I meant to tidy the garden, not prune my fingers. I would sit on my hands again, but one of them hurts too much. Xx
Ouch poor you, I have suddenly turned more clumsy, walking into things etc. take things easy for the rest of the day. Sending you a hug
Oh bless! Hope your hand is ok.
I know this is trivial, butā¦ this time of year is a nightmare. Eight legged things coming in, which my big brave John would remove for me. There was one on the bedroom ceiling, which had to be removed or I couldnāt sleep in there. So thereās me standing on the bed with a Lakeland bug-catcher, only I missed, it fell on the bed, I fell off the bed, hit my head on the bedpost, the monster ran away, and then I had to strip the whole bed to see if it had gone inside. Thankfully I got it, otherwise Iād probably have had to sleep on the couch. The things we doā¦
I hope your head is okay. It is horrible when things like this happen. I hate the monsters too. My husband was the insect wrangler.
I could never catch them with that gadget. A glass and a piece of cardboard works better, but no good for the ceiling.
I thought I had stopped the bleeding but got the dressing wet and it started again. Removed the dressing to put a dry one on and that made it bleed more. I was really annoyed that I had not realised it had seeped through until I noticed blood on the clean white bedsheets I had taken off the washing line. Now they need washing again.
I cut the āthumbā off a rubber glove and taped it over the freshly dressed thumb. Hopefully it will stay dry now. And I wonāt be leaving a trail of blood on everything.
You should take it easy if you banged your head. Xx
Must be accident prone day . I just got a dining chair to carry in lounge so mum could dry her hair under dryer only to catch chair leg on step, back of chair hit me in mouth taking a chunk off my front tooth. Not happy .
Oh dear, that sounds unpleasant and expensive.
All my fellow clumsy and unlucky friends here have my sympathy. I swear I never used to be this hapless. Xx
Head fine, just a little bump. Should your thumb go to A&E?
Ooh, ouch, that sounds painful!
Yes was a bit painful but will have to stop havenāt got money for dentist all private ere .
Hi Catrin, I hope your head isnāt too sore. I have just put my daughter to bed. I peeled off the rubber glove finger. Itās still seeping a bit, but not as bad as it was.
When the parasol pinched it and I snatched my hand away it just tore a lump out of my thumb. Itās throbbing a bit, but I am sure two cans of Fosters will cure it!
Thanks for asking. Xx
Iām just reading these posts and I do hope you are all ok , but it did make me smile about the ridiculousness of it all. I think weāve all had these type of accidents more often these days.
Do you think we could make a new comedy programme of all the things that have happened to people on here as it would
probably be quite funny - we could all become quite wealthy if we all
acted out our own sketches.
What to call it ā¦. ??? Any ideas. 
(Please know that there is no offence meant to others )
Good idea call it
We have to carry on regardlessš
Bereaved, Buggered and Bewildered
Carry On With The Cockups
Normal For Numptys
Hopeless and Haplessā¦ā¦ā¦.
Is anyone else coming out to play?
The Good, the Bad, and the Downright Flaming Incompetentā¦