The Day My World Came Crashing Down

I took a couple of friends out to my farm to just look around one day. We were standing on the porch which encircled the trailer. I had just told Francisco to not go any further because it wasn't safe. So, what did he do? He went further. (the porch was the only thing we didn't remodel on that trailer)

I was talking to Obed when we heard a loud CRRAA++CK!  I looked over to see a fearful look on Francisco's face! Then the whole section he was standing on started to crash underneath him along with a couple of my dogs!  I watched him fall through the porch.

I ran to the edge to check on him. BIG MISTAKE! It started to cave in as well. So then, Obed, the rest of my dogs and I go crashing to the ground with the rest of the porch falling like dominoes! It was about an 8 to 10 foot drop. Fortunately I landed on my ass which has always had plenty of padding! I was even still holding a bottle of Gatorade that I had been drinking - didn't spill a drop!

We sat there a second or two taking stock of ourselves and then we all burst out laughing. Fortunately no one was hurt. My dogs were all crowding around me trying to get comforted all at the same time, but we were all fine. I made sure my friends were OK and then we left for the track. End of story...

WRONG! The next morning I couldn't get out of bed. Every move caused excruciating pain. I dragged myself to the ER and got checked out.  They told me that I would need physical therapy but when I went to set it up they wouldn't even talk to me about it because I didn't have insurance - even though I could afford to pay for it and I had excellent credit. 

I was too upset to deal with it because it had only been a couple of years before that I had a miscarriage because 3 different hospitals refused to treat me because I didn't have insurance.  So I went home crying to my husband.  When he heard what was wrong he left the house.  He came back a couple of hours later and he had set up therapy at a private clinic for me.  They treated me for the next 2 months.  I went back to work and they got their money.

Bobby saved the day.

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Comments (4)

  1. SEC

    For that he certainly deserves several ’s

    November 12, 2013
  2. cjb321

    So glad you got treatment. Sometimes it takes a day for the pain to set in. Don’t know why that is but it has happened (in a small way) to me in the past. Ouch (to put it mildly) lol

    November 12, 2013
  3. elmo194855

    How dare you get injured and not have health insurance! What are ya … some kind of Commie or something?? I have a friend who once quit one job to take another job, knowing she could stay healthy for the 90-day wait until she could get insurance at the new job. Wouldn’t ya know it … she got thrown from a horse and broke her back. Ya just never know. That waiting period crap needs to disappear, too, as far as I’m concerned.

    November 12, 2013
    1. damnpamn

      Wow. You must have worked in fantasy land all your life. Most of the jobs I ever had didn’t have health insurance but I did take it when it was available. I never did manage to meet a deductible in my life though. I always paid for my health care out of pocket. And that includes a couple of operations that I had to have after the miscarriage.

      November 13, 2013
      1. elmo194855

        No fantasy land, for sure. I did get lucky at a few of my jobs, though … and I’ve had … shall we say, several? Yeah … several jobs. I was fortunate enough to enter nursing when most of the jobs offered health insurance. That was nice! I went for years and years without it, though.

        November 13, 2013
        1. damnpamn

          that is what surprised me when you said you needed breathing treatments. I can’t imagine a nurse not having healthcare. That’s sad.

          November 13, 2013
  4. Bettymom

    I’ve also had the “next day” syndrome. Not a fun thing!

    November 13, 2013