Hey folks. I haven't been able to get on for awhile and hope that all is well with you. I want to share a dumb thing I did in hopes that it will help you (and me) think before acting.
Last Friday morning I was installing more security cameras on my house after my garage was broken into a couple of days before then. All that was taken this time was an old lawn mower and a very small air compressor. Kind of a grab and run thing. The thing that worries me is that now they've seen what I have and will probably be back.
When I went to install the camera on the corner of the house that will be watching the small side door of the garage, where the stuff was taken through, I didn't have the right size ladder. My step ladder was too short, and the extension ladder was too tall to touch the house below where the electrical wiring leaves the house and goes to the garage. I also wasn't comfortable with reaching down from the roof and around the clump of wiring to install the mounting screws.
I would have had to make a 60 minute round trip to go to my son's house to get the taller step ladder that he has, so I decided to put the extension ladder up against the house (at about a 40 degree angle) and drive a stake behind the bottom rung to keep it from skating down the side of the house. Only problem was that I got a phone call and forgot to drive the stake.
When I had walked up the ladder and was driving the 1st screw, I suddenly heard the ladder ratcheting down the siding and realized I was going down fast. Somewhere during the ride down, my right leg slipped through one of the rungs. So I hit the ground in this order:
-right heel hit ground
-rung of ladder came down on shin bone.
-my body weight came down on top of ladder.
Needless to say, both bones in the lower leg were snapped, about 6 inches below the knee joint. I don't remember anything else, but vaguely came to realize that I was now lying about 3 feet from the ladder with a bloody face and my back to the ladder. I tried to move and realized that I was in trouble. I called my other son and when he got there he saw that it was bad and called an ambulance. I still don't know how my face got cut up.
So I just got home from the hospital last night after going through the worst pain I've ever had, a long surgery, looking at 3-4 months of rehab, and I doubt if I'll be back in the shop much before thanksgiving. I really wish I had made the trip to get the right ladder, or at least double checked to see if my ladder arrangement was ready to use.
I hope you will get a good mental picture of that ladder going through the shin bone the next time you set up an extension ladder. I know that I will. Jim