When something goes wrong ...

When something goes wrong ... then it will end even worse!

I can prove this. Experience on my skin and bones! That's why I have not posted for four days.

I'm starting with the beginning. Friday morning I left Iasi to Bucharest. For those who do not know me: These two cities are from Romania, a country not small but less important in the European Union. We lived for almost two months in Iasi and we decided to make a short visit for three days at our Bucharest home where I have permanent residence.

The main reason is to see the condition of the flowers in the house and the small yard. I left this flower care to my son, but the young people are not so careful about such problems...

Well, I went to Bucharest with a bus, a kind of Romanian Greyhound.

When everything seemed fine and we went over halfway ... the bus broke down. The first sign that our adventure starts bad.

We waited a few hours until another car came to take us to continue our journey to Bucharest.

Finally, we arrived in Bucharest with great delay, at night. We went a whole day to ride only 500 Km.

The joy of returning home has made us forget the hard and unlucky journey. Unfortunately, I quickly got to bad luck. I did not find anything in the refrigerator and I had to go to a store to buy something. I wanted to go with the car but I found that the hand brake was blocked. I forced it and broke it. Not too good, time and money will mean the repair.

Two negative signals the same day, I thought the bad luck was over. I was miserably mistaken !!!

Some about my son. Not as indiscretion as it only relates to later events. My son just got out of a relationship and came back to live with us. He was not home, right now he went to Bulgaria in Bansko, a beautiful and well-known winter sports resort. We wanted to surprise him and buy a new clothes closet.

Good desire can trigger bad happenings.

Wanting a quick purchase at a lower price, I chose to buy from Jysk, a Danish shop like Ikea. That comes with the obligation to assemble at home.

Of course you are wondering why I am telling all these boring things. They have a connection with what's going to happen ...

I removed the components from the boxes, and I realized I had to pull out a massive wooden table out of the room.

That was the biggest mistake I could make at the time. I forgot to say that I was alone at home and I was in a hurry to assemble the cabinet as soon as possible to make a surprise to my wife.

I want to tell you something else about me. I'm 65 years old. Now I am a retired person and during the last years of my work I have also been involved in risk management.

That did not help anything! I made the mistake of my life. I tried to go upstairs to the table top. It was round and very hard. I should have been pulling this table top, putting myself on top of it. I made the big mistake of pushing the table top behind it!

I forgot everything I learned about risks and how to avoid them. That's how the misfortune happened. At the middle of the stairs I was unbalanced, the table fell over me and then I collapsed on the hard floor in the hallway. Headlong. The murder weapon ...

I fainted, I did not feel the pain of the blow. When I came back I was fallen into a pool of blood from two strokes to my head. It was very hard to get up, I had serious blows to my shoulder, stomach, back, arms and legs.

I hardly washed and then I sat down on the bed. I'm terrified of hospitals and that's why I tried to avoid going there.

The next day, Saturday, I felt very painful, especially at the backbone. I could not get out of bed anymore. I was forced to go to the Emergency Hospital.

I was scared. This was the worst accident I've ever had!

Unfortunately, my discomfort and fear of hospitals has proven to be justified. It was an unpleasant and extremely long experience, I spent many hours between different medical practices and test laboratories. That does not mean I'm convinced it was a good consultation. Moreover, the doctor at the X-ray, when he saw how many movies he had to do to me, told me I was going to cancer because of too much radiation!

Encouraging and tactful, is not it?

After many hours I got the diagnosis. To my surprise, not the worst head wounds. Worse is the backbone. A few tangled vertebrae! Very painful. I'm going to do some new tests.

Well, a long story ... to show how easy you can get it wrong. How close can you be to the end. I do not exaggerate, I think I could have died very easily. I think I had a good chance now that I can write this blog.

Combine these events with the need to say something about me in #sam-saturday and to reaffirm that Sunday is always #beautifulsunday and #sublimesunday. This time because I survived! The most beautiful Sunday!

Now I can show you some of the plants in my house. I have a small pomegranate tree. It has a fruit that is about to ripen. I love it! I brought it back from Greece last year and reminds me of my beautiful vacation.

Because I left my laptop in Iasi I wrote this post on my smartphone using the @esteemapp application, namely eSteem Mobile. Very useful because you can be in Steemit wherever there is internet, that is, everywhere.