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olorielJörg's mother almost got herself killed today.
Jörg is on night shift this week, so he uses forenoons for work on the house. Especially the flooring of the attic. And as his mother was free today as well, she came over to help.
Shortly after noon, I got a call. "We're on the way to the hospital; mother's fallen through the ceiling."
So what happened?
As you may remember, we'd already finished the bedroom ceiling: plasterboard with clay plaster. Above that, there's some space for insulation, and then there should have been the floorboards of the attic. Now they weren't there yet - Jörg and his mom meant to install them - and apparently while searching for something she totally forgot that the plasterboard may look nice and firm, but then so do clouds seen from a plane. She stepped onto the plasterboard and fell right through into our bedroom.
She's had a lot of luck then; had the door been ajar instead of wide open, she'd have hit her neck on the door; had she stepped just a little bit more to the side, she'd have landed on the bedframe. As it is, she's smashed her ankle joint and hit her head on the floor, but after the paramedics first suspected that she'd smashed a cervical and after she threatened to stop breathing while they'd drugged her to set her foot, "only" a fractured ankle joint is pretty much a relief.
She's lying in hospital now and bossing people (that is, Jörg, Jörg's brother and his wife who have come over from Paderborn, and me) around again, in as good a mood as you can be after such an accident, but, man. There was a lot of panic today. And our bedroom looks like a murder scene. >.
Jörg is on night shift this week, so he uses forenoons for work on the house. Especially the flooring of the attic. And as his mother was free today as well, she came over to help.
Shortly after noon, I got a call. "We're on the way to the hospital; mother's fallen through the ceiling."
So what happened?
As you may remember, we'd already finished the bedroom ceiling: plasterboard with clay plaster. Above that, there's some space for insulation, and then there should have been the floorboards of the attic. Now they weren't there yet - Jörg and his mom meant to install them - and apparently while searching for something she totally forgot that the plasterboard may look nice and firm, but then so do clouds seen from a plane. She stepped onto the plasterboard and fell right through into our bedroom.
She's had a lot of luck then; had the door been ajar instead of wide open, she'd have hit her neck on the door; had she stepped just a little bit more to the side, she'd have landed on the bedframe. As it is, she's smashed her ankle joint and hit her head on the floor, but after the paramedics first suspected that she'd smashed a cervical and after she threatened to stop breathing while they'd drugged her to set her foot, "only" a fractured ankle joint is pretty much a relief.
She's lying in hospital now and bossing people (that is, Jörg, Jörg's brother and his wife who have come over from Paderborn, and me) around again, in as good a mood as you can be after such an accident, but, man. There was a lot of panic today. And our bedroom looks like a murder scene. >.
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Date: 2007-09-04 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-04 07:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-04 07:28 pm (UTC)I am only glad she's okay! Seriously, stuff like that can be sooo scary! O.O
I hope all is well with you! ♥ I'd love to go out for coffee some time, if you'd like to and maybe gush over the amazing Neil Gaiman some more, or something! ♥
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-05 10:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-04 07:54 pm (UTC)Oh, thank goodness she's all right! I'll keep her in my thoughts.
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-04 08:13 pm (UTC)Wenigstens ist nichts allzu Schlimmes passiert, also.. *phew* :)
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Date: 2007-09-04 08:34 pm (UTC)Best wishes to Jörg's mother!
Seems like your bedroom just doesn't want to be finished. :( Maybe it likes all the attention. D:
(We never fixed the attic in our old house and as a child I got told very very clearly that I have to walk on the wooden beams and not the isolation material in the wide gaps between the beams. Additionally, it helped that the isolation material didn't look solid at all but, man, was I scared to fall through everytime I went up to the attic.)
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:52 pm (UTC)Yeah, the bedroom is indeed a rebellious beast. Perhaps we should make it the guest room and move into another room... *coughs*
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Date: 2007-09-04 10:45 pm (UTC)Ach du Schande!
Date: 2007-09-05 06:57 am (UTC)Aber jetzt hab ich wieder ein Beispiel, wie mein Schock-Verdrängungs-Mechanismus funktioniert: 1. Gedanke beim Lesen: "Oh Mist, jetzt müssen sie die Decke nochmal neu machen."
2. Gedanke: "Take a picture!"
Ja, ich weiß, hochgradig unpassend für diese Gelegenheit. *schäm* Hoffentlich geht's ihr bald wieder gut.
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Date: 2007-09-05 10:54 pm (UTC)Schock-Verdrängungs-Mechanismen sind schon manchmal makaber... >_>
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Date: 2007-09-10 10:17 pm (UTC)*hugs*
(Merke: ich werde niemals versuchen, auf Wolken zu laufen, auch wenn sie noch so stabil aussehen!)
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Date: 2007-09-11 05:55 pm (UTC)Wir sind auch unheimlich erleichtert. Heute kommt sie sogar schon wieder aus dem Krankenhaus raus - genau einen Tag vor ihrem Geburtstag!