For several days it has been very cold: down to 2° F. one morning. We’ve had an ice storm followed by sleet and snow. It’s warming up now: around 30° at the moment, and we are expecting a high in the upper 40s. All that packed snow on top of the ice that has been kind of crunchy and easy to walk on when in single digit temperatures is now getting wet and SLICK!
I was just out playing with the dogs. As we came in I was coming up the dog ramp. I know it’s slick from the ice I could not scrape off, so I was being careful to hook the tread on my boots over the cleats. But it wasn’t enough: I slipped, feet went flying and I went down, bounced off the ramp, slid between the wall and the ramp and ended up in the snow underneath the ramp. Blondie rushed over and stuck her nose in my face, “Are you Okay? You’re not dead are you? Who will feed us if you’re dead?”
Fortunately I fell on my head, not something fragile. I went in and Marie administered first aid. It was bleeding a lot, but tuned out to be just a small cut right next to my eye socket. I put pressure on it until it stopped bleeding and used ice to quell the swelling. Marie says I may end up with a black eye, and the whole side of my face feels like someone smacked me with a 2×12, but it could have been a whole lot worse.
The ironic part is that Marie ordered me a pair of ice gripper things that attach to my boots to prevent just such a spill…they should arrive in the mail this afternoon. :-/
