Michael is down and out!
The day started off so nice as Lori and I got to ride on the back of a hay wagon with our legs hanging over the back as Freeman (Amish) drove from his barn through the snow covered field to the side road to get to his son’s home where we were to unload 50 bales of hay. The cows came a running thinking we had feed for them and the horse in the other field stopped to see where we were headed. When that hay was unload into his barn (down on ground level) we headed over to Ben’s (Amish) to unload the other 150 bales into his barn. They had gotten the conveyer ready to load the hay up in the hayloft of the big barn. We all took jobs and mine was to go up and help unload as the bales came off the conveyer and stack them up with 2 other Amish Friends.
Well things were going great until I put my foot, leg and kneecap though a space in the flooring and I was STUCK!
The flooring was 2x 4’s with a small spacing between each one, I found the one with the spacing just a bit wider as one board had warped a bit making the space wide enough for my foot and leg to go throw BUT not come back out! No matter what I did I could not get it past my kneecap? Meanwhile bales of hay are still coming up as the ones down below have no idea what happened. As one Amish climbed down to stop the motor the other one tried to pick me up so I could turn and see it that helped. As the minutes went by with my leg starting to swell and hay bales coming at me as I sat on the floor in pain – I thought of not being able to ever see you guys ever again……….Not!
After we decided there was no way of me getting free one Amish Guy decided we would have to get the chainsaw and cut me out? NO! not my leg! I need my leg! I cried/ laughed, but I knew they meant the 2x4’s holding me; meanwhile the horses down below us are looking up at ‘THAT THING’ hanging down from the ceiling wondering if it is a treat or a bat? To help make it easier to cut me out one helper started to move some of the lose hay away from me and the boards. Hey, there is a bit wider space about a foot ahead of you that may let you get your kneecap back up from the flooring, they said? So they picked me up and moved me inch by inch until we got to the part that I could pull my leg back out, and pulling hard it popped back up. They want to stop but I said no let me just sit here a minute while you finish unloading the wagon. Seeing I was in a lot of pain and a bit dizzy I didn’t help with rest of the load.
The only good part, Lori was inside helping the Ladies do things and didn’t see me fall or get stuck. Well that is until she came out looking for me to ask about driving an Amish Family shopping the next day and when she asked where I was one of the girls said ‘up in the hayloft’. Can he come down so I can ask him something? ‘Well no he can’t!’
So we get done and everyone starts climbing down from up above using the sides of the horse stables and the gates until I realize there ain’t no way I am doing THAT. So we had to wait until someone found a ladder and I could go out the hay door ( after they moved the conveyer out of the way) and climb down with EVERYONE watching as I hobbled down one step at a time to the ground. Lori asked how bad it was and I said let’s not do anything here ( I didn’t want all the Amish Ladies looking over me and bandaging me up and I was in PAIN) just get the van and we will go home. At home we found I had scraped my leg up very bad and lost patches of skin as well as a few cuts, my kneecap is very sore and swollen (as well as the leg) and I am on crutches and staying home.
So that’s my story………….. How was your day?