Me and tools are not a good mix. I tend to avoid even the electric hand whisk if I can avoid it, so a saw, surely, alarm bells were deafening, but no one listened. Enter, disaster zone Rosie. So the story goes....
We were stuck on the K&A coming up to Crofton, a large tree had fallen and we couldn't pass, so the boys got out the saw, shimmied up the tree in the canal and started sawing bits off and dragging them away to make way for us. After I had served lunch I went to 'help' and was merrily dragging branches out the way and one particularly large pesky heavy one pushed me in the canal. I hauled myeslf back on, with a soggy bottom half, carried on and we decided there was no budging it so we need to saw it into smaller bits, great idea, me doing it, not so great. The sawing turned to my hand and without even realising, it was most odd, I just thought, ooh that looks strange whats that. As I looked more and was told oh you've cut yourself go put a plaster on it, I was looking at it blankly for ages thinking erm, not sure a plaster is gonna cut it here (good pun score!) as I could see flesh and stuff. Still no pain or blood, I then felt like I was going to throw up and faint. My boss came to the rescue, cleaned it up for me and organised a cab to pick me up to take now bleeding hand for attention.
We were of course in the middle of bloody no where, no roads and amazed he even got phone signal. I was out of it by now, laying down feeling like poo the world just whirling without me. I got bundled into a taxi after and hour or so and taken to Swindon and got seen at the health centre. They just glued me back together, stuck a hundred and two steri strips on and covered me all up. One of our lovely passengers came with me, bless her, she was great. I was a bit more with it by the time we got back but was exhausted. As I was on kitchen duty the boss decided to take everyone for the standard trauma pub dinner. Which was great as I could sleep not feeling guilty for missing work! I did eat dinner, but has big sleeps and felt better today. Just still really tired and hand sore. Managed one handed locking very well and my left hand was fashioning a very stylish (frightening) painted blue glove that belongs in a horror movie.
So all drama!
More chilled today, a slow day due to spaccy mod here and loads of birds out in the rain so loving watching them today.
Wildlife moments: lots today, seeing gosling's on the tow path,
multiple kingfishers, but the one which landed on the fence the best.
Hundreds of swallows and swifts diving around me and around the surface of the canal.
Seeing a greenfinch.
Seeing a baby Moorhen in its nest, teeny.
Smile moment: Yesterday, the kindness of everyone in my hour of need.
Today: the soldier waving at me from the door of the army helicopter, in both direction, brilliant.
Worst moment: being wobbly today on lock gates, not nice being scared of something that normally doesn't even factor.
So last day of an odd week this week. We are interviewing for a crew person tomorrow and am off out with my gorgeous sister in the evening, a dose of cuddles should make for speedy healing!
Locations for the next week are all over the place. We were meant to be heading Oxford way, but unlikely to be happening now. Floody floody flood flood. May end up staying on the K&A for a while. We shall see what happens, at the moment looks like more rain so situation may remain for a while! But other end of K&A not good either, so just up and down Caen hill for the next 5 months??!!
Night all
Rxxx
