Plop goes David
So I’m helping my brother and sister-in-law build a deck on the back of their house. We’re under a bit of a time crunch since they are hosting Jean’s birthday party this weekend and have just started to lay the Trexs down for the floor.
Just after dinner, I take a step back to get ready to move the board that I’m using to drive the Tiger Claws into the boards only to miss the board while holding a 16 lb sledge hammer.
I drop between the joisting one left leg taking the force of the blow from the joist on the way down. My left leg is numb which is a good sign. It means for me that while I took a good whack, everything is still good. Had I felt nothing, it would have been call the quad time. Plus my dinner of Popeye’s fired chicken with Red beans and Rice is wanting to come back up. Add to this I’m spooked since there is nothing like falling backwards unexpectedly.
The good news is that while I’m sore, its isn’t close to how bad it first felt it was going to be.
