wrinklearthur
28th April 2015, 10:04 PM
Well today started out well with the promise of a foreigner, of a simple digital television antenna install. I haven't been able to do any of these jobs for some time now, due to that back injury I had some years ago, so I was looking forward to doing this one job for a friend of mine for old times sake.
I scratched about this morning before lunch making sure I had all I needed for the job which included some not so easy to find clips that were for holding on coax onto a 'C' section shed frame support, had a bite to eat and heading off with SWMBO words ringing in my ears " Do be careful won't you? " .
After arriving, we had run the coax up and clipped it off on the 'C' section supports inside the building, a hole was drilled to the outside and more then enough coax was pushed through.
The shed is quite high and to mount the aerial it needed to be reached by standing in a 'safety' cage mounted on a forklift, so I setup the gear needed for the outside and I climbed into the safety cage.
Fastened the chain across the entrance of the cage and hung on to the safety rail. That's where I made a mistake, as I turned around to make sure that the cage didn't get too close to the wall, I had assumed that hanging on was the least of my concerns.
The safety cage is supported under neath by the two tynes of the forklift and the mounting plate for those tynes is near the top rail of the cage, as the tynes were raised to take up the slack ( as they were resting on the ground ), the mount on the forklift mast rose to meet my fingers wrapped around the top bar of the cage and what was I doing? I was watching the wall with my fingers behind me!!!!!!!
Agh!!! [bawl], blood gushed forth and my DNA is now sprayed every where in the yard. As soon as I felt the pain, the bloke driving the forklift saw something was very wrong and let the fork back down, giving my body a second refresher coarse in pain recognition as the two metal pieces past each other for that second time.
I fully expected to see stumps where my fingers should have been and was surprised to see the finger nails still in situ , although swimming in a sea of blood. Putting on a brave face I asked if I could have a couple of 'Bandaids', it was mainly to stop the forklift driver from fainting at the sight of my free flowing blood. :(
After I had repaired myself, the aerial was duly installed and the Television now works just fine. Came home and I soaked the two fingers that were crushed the worst, in a strong hot salt solution and on inspection I would expect both nails will come off in the near future.
So I have still have all my digits all attached. :arms: Thankyou Universe.
I scratched about this morning before lunch making sure I had all I needed for the job which included some not so easy to find clips that were for holding on coax onto a 'C' section shed frame support, had a bite to eat and heading off with SWMBO words ringing in my ears " Do be careful won't you? " .
After arriving, we had run the coax up and clipped it off on the 'C' section supports inside the building, a hole was drilled to the outside and more then enough coax was pushed through.
The shed is quite high and to mount the aerial it needed to be reached by standing in a 'safety' cage mounted on a forklift, so I setup the gear needed for the outside and I climbed into the safety cage.
Fastened the chain across the entrance of the cage and hung on to the safety rail. That's where I made a mistake, as I turned around to make sure that the cage didn't get too close to the wall, I had assumed that hanging on was the least of my concerns.
The safety cage is supported under neath by the two tynes of the forklift and the mounting plate for those tynes is near the top rail of the cage, as the tynes were raised to take up the slack ( as they were resting on the ground ), the mount on the forklift mast rose to meet my fingers wrapped around the top bar of the cage and what was I doing? I was watching the wall with my fingers behind me!!!!!!!
Agh!!! [bawl], blood gushed forth and my DNA is now sprayed every where in the yard. As soon as I felt the pain, the bloke driving the forklift saw something was very wrong and let the fork back down, giving my body a second refresher coarse in pain recognition as the two metal pieces past each other for that second time.
I fully expected to see stumps where my fingers should have been and was surprised to see the finger nails still in situ , although swimming in a sea of blood. Putting on a brave face I asked if I could have a couple of 'Bandaids', it was mainly to stop the forklift driver from fainting at the sight of my free flowing blood. :(
After I had repaired myself, the aerial was duly installed and the Television now works just fine. Came home and I soaked the two fingers that were crushed the worst, in a strong hot salt solution and on inspection I would expect both nails will come off in the near future.
So I have still have all my digits all attached. :arms: Thankyou Universe.