I fell once in Detroit in the winter and got stuck in snow once.  Fell over backwards here in Phoenix one July.  Thank goodness for good Samaritans.  I prefer staying in public places - and no dirt paths.
Dave
 
 
 
In a message dated 7/11/2006 11:53:55 A.M. US Mountain Standard Time, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:

I got stuck..!

I was always scared to go far from my house, incase my chair broke or something. But now that I got my cell phone and Bluetooth, I’m exploring my whole neighborhood. I found an unknown path that wound its way around these new housing developments. Beautifully landscaped, next to a golf course, about ¾ of mile long. But then it just ended. There was a dirt/gravel path that went left. Heading towards a main street. It had about an inch lip and went down hill. I knew going down would be fine, but if the trail did not go through, could I get back over it. I didn’t try. Next day I tried finding the path from the other side. I did. After going about 75 feet down, the dirt path gave way and I slide sideways into a mud hole. I didn’t move far, just enough to sink about 6 inches. No way of driving out. I waited a bit, called out a bit. Knowing I was too stuck to call for my attendant to get me out, I broke down and called 911 (I’m going to add just the non emergency police number now). Just as I was giving directions, a truck with landscapers shows up and gets me out.

I guess going down a soft dirt paths with mud on the edges, isn’t a real smart thing to do. I keep thinking, What if no phone, what if no landscapers…

 

That’s the 2nd time I had to call for help. First was when I was driving down a sidewalk, hit a piece of gravel, that made my hand come off the control and my chair stopped immediately. My momentum made me fall forward… No chest strap. I was to far forward to reach the control or recline switch. I had to call home for help.

 

Thanks for cell phones…

 

Greg

 
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