In April. I had a work related injury at work. I fell about 21 feet into a nearly drained horse pool. Now I know your thinking, "horse pool? wtf?"
My boss, who owns several harness racing thoroughbreds, was building a training facility for them, equipped with a horse pool. I was about 11 feet off the ground, walking on joists, when I stepped on one that wasn't completely screwed off. Needless to say the fucker broke and I went down right before it. 11 feet to the ground, and another 10 feet to the bottom of the pool. Which had about 6 inches of water in it.
Now falling itself isn't that scary. It happens so quick. In my desperation i was grabbing at anything to stop myself. Bad Idea. My hand caught on the joist hanger, cut it for 6 stitches, and sent me into a barrel roll. I co-worker commented after how it looked like a "fuckin deadly mctwist". Right about here everything went into slow motion. While falling I caught a glimpse of the joist I had stepped on. It was coming down right behind me. I was dead for sure. If it landed on my chest or head, I'd be fucked. I just closed my eyes.
When I opened them I was laying on my side in the 6 inches of dirty water. A joist lay directly beside me and my drill still attached to the power cord at my feet. The drill was the fist thing in the water, Tripping the breaker a mere half second before i fell in. The joist must of missed me by inches.
The moment right before I built up the courage to try and move my toes was the scariest thing I've ever been through. Although it was the first thing I did, I felt like minutes.
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