What not to do with Scaffolding
The outside of the house we live in is being painted, which means there is a huge mess of scaffolding covering the entire front. This includes our front stairs with five feet of clearance, and two treacherous low hanging bars to duck underneath.
Its the second bar that got me. Jumped me while I was just minding my own business, walking up the stairs to my front door and WHAM!
I’m not sure exactly what happened, I only remember after the fact, which means I got some sort of concussion. And there was swelling, oh was there swelling. The whole bridge of my nose was hidden behind a mound of flesh. I resembled a Bajoran.
The picture is from day five, so already the swelling had gone down quite a bit. By now, two weeks later, you have to look pretty closely to see that something happend. My nose still feels funny when I raise my eyebrows, which leads me to believe I might have broken it. Will probably confirm with a doctor at some point. Oh well.
I seem to be recovering just fine, yet I still warn everyone that comes to visit us about the scaffolding.
Its EVIL!
November 30th, 2009 at 7:19 pm
I’m only 5’5″ but that scaffolding still managed to get me, too.
It definitely is evil!
December 4th, 2009 at 3:03 pm
Totally evil. And the painters are taking FOREVER! /sigh