One Cheek Landing Redux

Unlike a year ago, I wasn’t on rollerblades his time. I was on a ladder, so my fall was from 5-6 feet instead of 3.

I was on the roof of the house blowing off the little branches shed from the trees and the hickory nut carcasses left behind from squirrel meals with a leaf blower. When it was time to come down, I got on the ladder carefully, as always, to keep my weight centered so as not to tip sideways. After two steps down the ladder feet slipped backwards and the next thing I knew I was sitting on the deck on top of the now horizontal aluminum extension ladder. My left cheek hit the I-beam stile and took the full force of the landing. Oooouch!

I sat, mostly leaning right cheek way, for a few minutes collecting my thoughts on a chair on the porch. I then got up and finished blowing off the deck and then the driveway (company’s coming you know.)

It hurts to sit on it (naturally) and 90 degree bends are not real comfortable, but I’m probably alright. Standing and walking feels nearly fine. But that side is pretty swollen right now, so I’m sitting on a pack of ice while I type this. We’ll see what it feels like in the morning, and whatever happens, I know that area will be looking multi-hued from the shorter wavelength of the visible light spectrum in a couple days.