I probably could have gotten up. But I knew immediately it was a serious back injury and so I didn’t try to move at all. I just lay there screaming. As soon as I could stop screaming at all, I called the medics, and yes, mine almost was on my desk but at the last minute before leaving the office I put it in my pocket. I was panting as I talked. My maid was there although she was literally no help and a bit of a hindrance. But I wasn’t alone and I did tell the maid enough to get her to open the gate and the front door.
First nurse on the scene lives just around the block and she brought her husband. I was concious and so I told them where the cold pack and towel to prop the head up was. I had very good care. The doc was there almost immediately with her husband. They got the school on the phone and hubby came right away with a car and a backboard from our med clinic.
Those folks stabilized me and carried me into the car where I laid on the board across the tops of the seat.
well, the picture you paint of laying across the tops of the seats is hard not to giggle about. If they’d had to stick your legs out a window ‘kattywampus’ to fit you in there, do you think they would have tied a red hanky to your toes to caution other motorists of a ‘wide load’?
Changing subject: Protests have begun in earnest in Iran. I’m following on Twitter. Use the Hash #iranelection to follow.