Ten months in to this blogging ‘lark’ I am starting to realise just how addictive it can get.
When I was working for a living there were times (if you were to ask my wife Rose she would probably say all of the time) when I became a little (OK, a lot) obsessive. Wouldn’t say that I became OCD but wouldn’t be surprised if I came extremely close to it.
When I retired (well to tell the truth, made redundant which ‘encouraged’ me to take early retirement) I chilled out. Yes, we had stuff (lots of stuff actually ) to do for our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize to move from a dream to reality. Declutter our two bedroom apartment, put it up for sale, decide which things we would bring with us and which we would discard. Get our finances in order. You know the kind of things. But all of this was accomplished in a fairly relaxed manner.
And then I started blogging. What am I going to write about? How long should it be? How short can it be? Which photographs to use? And then there’s the song title!
But then something comes along and puts it all in to perspective and that’s what happened yesterday.
With a black sky and intermittent rain Rose and I didn’t really do a great deal. Yes we had breakfast followed some time after by lunch but the day sort of just passed until it got to around 15.15 hours when we decided -rain or not- we were going to visit our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize. As we do every day (well maybe not every Sunday). Nothing unusual.
On the way there we stopped off at BTL to top-up the credits on our mobile phones because it was a double-up day eg pay for BZ$ 30 and get BZ$ 60 of phone credits.
By the time Rose came out of the BTL office the rain had stopped and all was looking good. Or so we thought.
We got to our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize around 16.00 hours and on pulling in to our lot could see that Angel and Alfredo had started applying the first coat of masonry sealant to the eastern side exterior walls of the Ground Floor self-contained apartment.
Walking towards the house we saw that Manuel was laying floor tiles for the last step of the lower flight of stairs to the First Floor.
It was all looking good but we thought we would begin on the Ground Floor to see what had been done and started off in the larger of the two bedrooms. Noticing that the sliding windows (door) was open I stepped outside to see that they had started tiling the small veranda. Rose, hearing my exclamation, stepped outside. And then it happened. She didn’t see the plumb line, tripped on it, lost her balance and ‘flew’ headlong in to the back garden. Just goes to show that accidents will happen.
The red arrow shows where Rose was before the fall and the blue arrow is where she landed.
Before hitting the soft sand though she had hit her cheek on the lowest step and her right leg on one of the steps. And the damage, which was immediately obvious, looked quite bad. Understandably she was also in pain, upset and , I would imagine, in a state of shock.
I was helping Rose to try to get up when a number of the guys came out and seeing her in distress (and obviously hurt) they all rushed to see if they could help. Thanking them for their offer of help I told them that I just wanted to get her to a doctor and quick and Angel said that the Ambergris Hopes Clinic was the closest. So that’s where we went.
It took just over five minutes to get there and we were seen straight away. No questions about what our names were. Where we live. Did we have the means to pay. None of this but straight in to the surgery. Exactly as it should be.
Doctor Gonzales very quickly determined that Rose needed stitches in her right leg (I think she had seven or eight) and a tetanus injection and once her wounds had been cleaned up he started the process and it was all completed in around fifteen minutes.
We then had to go to his office where he prescribed some tablets. I did try to get him to prescribe ‘no talking for three days’ but although it made him laugh he didn’t include it on the prescription!
For those that are interested, the charge for the emergency medical treatment was BZ$ 100. And well worth it too.
After taking Rose home I then went to the pharmacy to get the tablets and some replacement dressings. Oh, and a dinner for myself (Rose didn’t feel like eating) of fish fingers and chips (fries for non UK readers) at Carlo and Ernie’s Runway Bar & Grill.
The rest of the night I looked after Rose.
Yesterday’s accident definitely put this blogging lark in to perspective for me.
The headline (and I do wish that it wasn’t) for today’s edition is based on the 1979 single by Elvis Costello and the Atrractions which reached number twenty-eight in the UK Singles Chart and number one hundred and one (?) in the US Billboard Hot 100.