Ouch
So, today was the first day back at work. Being completely honest I had been dreading it, I could quite happily have stayed in bed this morning. That said, I did get up, looking out my window to find it had snowed at least three centimetres of snow.
Katie and I walked tentatively into work, making sure not to slip on the patches of ice, getting to the station so that I could see Katie off as I walked the remainder of my journey. I get into work pretty early as it is, I don’t mind it as I can relax, do a few bits online before I have to work.
At 8:45am I received a text, a message from Katie saying:
I’ve fallen over, I think I’ve broken my ankle.
My heart races, there’s nothing worse than hearing your loved one has hurt herself. I keep texting her and making sure she is ok, with her updating me on her journey to hospital in an ambulance.
Well, I didn’t have my car did I?! I text my mother, asked her if she could take me home to pick up my car or even take me to the hospital to meet my wife. Luckily she opted to take me to see Katie, luckily when we got there she was 75% of the way through the diagnosis. The physio had looked at her X-Ray’s and it turned out she had two fractures of her ankle and a torn ligament.
How did she do it? Well, the station employees hadn’t bothered to grit the station platforms, so when people walked snow into the station, pools of water and ice had collected on the marble (yes marble) floor inside the station. The station employees had then not bothered to put up “Wet Floor” signs, with one of them admitting that he had been told specifically not to get rid of the surface water.
We have managed to get hold of the station representatives and lodge a complaint, meanwhile Katie is laid up not being able to work at least for a couple of days.
Good start to 2009 eh?!
Update: Now with added X-Ray goodness!




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