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Show HAVE YOU EVER known any one who is accident prone? The only one I know for sure is the one I live with. Most of you know My Lady Fair Louise, either from meeting her or reading about her. Well, she's one. She says that when she was a little girl she was always falling down. She fell down everywhereout every-whereout of a tree, on the sidewalk, off a roof, down the front stairs and back stairs-she stairs-she was a faller-downer. Since she's grown, the tendency to have accidents continues. con-tinues. Nothing wrong with her balance it's just that things happen to her. She's laid up more often than she is healthy. Since we've been in Utah I cannot count the times. SHE BROKE her shoulder and three ribs in the shop when the press started up while she was standing on the drive shaft. Still wearing the big cast, she slipped from a chair and couldn't get up, might be there yet if a girl friend hadn't called to see how she was doing. Her glasses broke on her nose, barely missing a damaged pupil. She took another step on a step-ladder in the kitchen, but the step wasn't there and she broke her wrist. She was carrying a knife at the time. Then there was the time she was clearing snow off the car window and skidded and cut a four-stitch gash on her little pointed head. She slipped on the basement steps and sprained an ankle. Twice. THE WORST OF ALL didn't quite happen. She was washing dishes in the kitchen sink and the electric clock dropped from its shelf into the water. She picked it out. Still plugged in. If she had touched the metal sink with the other hand, electricians elec-tricians agree . . . All of which is leading up to the latest, just to show you how things really do happen to some people. She was putting something away in the basement, and her foot barely brushed the drain petcock on the bottom of the hot water tank. Scalding steam shot out and literally cooked her foot. It is a mass of huge blisters, will be covered with scars, and My Lady Fair Louise has been a sadly suffering gal for a week. This is the kind of thing which no one can foresee nor prevent. How could I say: "Don't kick that petcock, it will scald you. Dtn't touch electrically-charged water, it will kill you. Don't climb a step-ladder step-ladder today, don't brush snow this week." Something else would happen not through any fault, but just because MLF is accident-prone. HER FRIENDS makethoughty suggestions: Put her in a cage. But the top bars would fall on her. Hide her shoes. I did, and look what happened in bedroom slippers. slip-pers. Have her stay in bed. She has been known to fall out of bed. Tie her to a big stake out in the lawn. And do you know what would happen? A passing airplane air-plane would drop off a motor. The poor kid can't win. Mac. |
