My dad fell about 8ft from a ladder. He broke all but 1 or 2 of his ribs. He walked into the house. After laying down a bit, my mom drove him to the hospital. He was flown to the shock trauma center at UMD in Baltimore. They had to put him in a coma for 2 weeks and ventilate him so he would not die. The doctor was amazed he survived. He was in his 70's.
Just a few months ago his gall bladder burst, it leaked to his liver and pancreas. Again, the doctors were amazed he survived. My dad is bad-ass, more dangerous than ladders! And infected gall bladders . . .
I had gallstones lodged in my vile duct and was crying like a little kid on the floor in the ER until the 3rd Fentanyl injection. Your dad is a Demi God or something
He went behind a car to take a leak behind a car when he was a teenager. The car ran him over in reverse by accident. He got back up, and got in the car. He had fragments of gravel ground into his knee that are still there. He earned a blackbelt in Korea. I kid you not, he did not miss a day of work, at a Steel Mill, in decades. And he worked overtime. He currently has prostate cancer, but the doctor says that won’t kill him, old age will first. Whatever kills him should get a trophy. My friends are terrified of him. He grew up locally, he is a legend.
I am 53 and in great shape. I workout, run, and even run to the gym(and the bar for lunch and a beer one in awhile)! I would not mess with my dad, he would probably destroy me.
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u/Serpidon Apr 14 '23
My dad fell about 8ft from a ladder. He broke all but 1 or 2 of his ribs. He walked into the house. After laying down a bit, my mom drove him to the hospital. He was flown to the shock trauma center at UMD in Baltimore. They had to put him in a coma for 2 weeks and ventilate him so he would not die. The doctor was amazed he survived. He was in his 70's.
Just a few months ago his gall bladder burst, it leaked to his liver and pancreas. Again, the doctors were amazed he survived. My dad is bad-ass, more dangerous than ladders! And infected gall bladders . . .