Just the other night
Well, this wasn't a dead body - but for a few long seconds, I thought it was. So indulge me while I tell my story.

Wednesday night (two nights ago) was cold here in Mississippi, so for the third time since we bought our house, I turned on the fire - it has one of the fake "gas logs" that look like a big, wood burning fire. The fireplace has a large brick hearth in front of it, wide enough for people to sit on, maybe two feet high.

My wive was standing in front of it, warming herself, when she started to move away, and somehow slipped - probably where the edge of the floor rug is on the wooden floor. She fell over backwards, and her head hit the edge of the brickwork. It was all in slow motion - the sound was terrible, and as she hit the floor there was blood everywhere.

I thought she had split her head open - she wasn't moving, not making a sound, and I was so afraid she had "bought the farm" as they say. Fortunately, she started to groan, and try to speak.

To cut a long story short, she had a three inch cut in the back of her head - twelve staples is holding that together now - and broke her collarbone.

But that's the closest thing to a dead body I want to see.
(Maclir, Fri 29 Feb 2008, 16:46, Reply)