Today, we were frantically, desperately, hurriedly trying to get everything finished prior to leaving for our Hawaiian vacation tomorrow. This is a picture of our broken ladder. Ray was cleaning out the gutters so that we would not have maple trees growing from our roof after we got back from being gone for three weeks. As he was stepping from the roof over the garage to the ladder, the ladder slipped and Ray fell, straight down, about 8-10 feet. (He thinks that he had the base of the ladder too far away from the house.) I managed to get him to the van without calling 911 even though he wanted me to (In Overland Park, if you call 911 for an ambulance, they send a fire truck, an ambulance and two police cars.) Ray has shattered his left heel. He was admitted to the hospital from ER, mostly for pain management. We are very, very lucky that it is ‘only’ one heel and not both feet or both legs or his back or his neck.
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