Ohiogal
Queen Bee
What is the name of your state (only U.S. law)? Ohio
I am posting for an important reason.
Last March (last Friday in March), I fell down my basement stairs. I have three stories plus a basement in my home. When I fell down the basement stairs, I bled severely and had open cuts on my legs for my months due the metal runners on my bathroom stairs. I ended up with a staph infection that involved conversations regarding whether one of my legs might be amputated.
I was lucky. The infection cleared. Every doctor I saw during that time (at least a dozen different appointments) inquired as to whether I felt safe at home. My husband was NOT at home when I fell -- he was out at children's issues with various alibis. The only one at home when I fell in March were the cats. Damn creatures.
The point being it was a serious fall down the stairs which resulted in several inquiries as to domestic violence and whether I felt safe.
Last night, I fell down a flight of stairs (different flight -- thank you having a three story home PLUS a basement resulting in three different stair cases). I am black and blue all over my butt and back. More than one of my friends (I am a lawyer and my friends are primarily law enforcement/lawyers) have inquired whether I feel safe at home.
Do I feel safe at home? Heck no. I live in a three-story home with basement and apparently stairs are my enemy. I can't move without pain at this point due to the bruising on my back and the fact that my neck is sore.
The sad thing -- the number of comments regarding the fact that this is too clumsy and my husband must have had SOMETHING to do with it. Ummm, something was running across the house when I screamed as I fell. But various comments have been made regarding if I went to the doctor -- literally black and blue on my back and butt and thigh -- that my husband would have been questioned regardless of what I had said. I get it, but I do not get it. Various of my contacts (attorneys/family/officers) have said that if I went to the ER over this, my husband may have been arrested for further questioning even though he did nothing.
I am clumsy. I get it. But the fact that my family could have been disrupted if I needed medical attention last night is ridiculous.
Basically, the point is I am not the victim of domestic violence HOWEVER based upon all of my contacts, if I had needed medical attention due to my clumsiness (twice in one year), my family would have been considered as one needing help for DV.
Nope. More like, help needed for my clumsiness. If I ever win the lotto, I am buying a ranch style house. With no stairs.
I am posting for an important reason.
Last March (last Friday in March), I fell down my basement stairs. I have three stories plus a basement in my home. When I fell down the basement stairs, I bled severely and had open cuts on my legs for my months due the metal runners on my bathroom stairs. I ended up with a staph infection that involved conversations regarding whether one of my legs might be amputated.
I was lucky. The infection cleared. Every doctor I saw during that time (at least a dozen different appointments) inquired as to whether I felt safe at home. My husband was NOT at home when I fell -- he was out at children's issues with various alibis. The only one at home when I fell in March were the cats. Damn creatures.
The point being it was a serious fall down the stairs which resulted in several inquiries as to domestic violence and whether I felt safe.
Last night, I fell down a flight of stairs (different flight -- thank you having a three story home PLUS a basement resulting in three different stair cases). I am black and blue all over my butt and back. More than one of my friends (I am a lawyer and my friends are primarily law enforcement/lawyers) have inquired whether I feel safe at home.
Do I feel safe at home? Heck no. I live in a three-story home with basement and apparently stairs are my enemy. I can't move without pain at this point due to the bruising on my back and the fact that my neck is sore.
The sad thing -- the number of comments regarding the fact that this is too clumsy and my husband must have had SOMETHING to do with it. Ummm, something was running across the house when I screamed as I fell. But various comments have been made regarding if I went to the doctor -- literally black and blue on my back and butt and thigh -- that my husband would have been questioned regardless of what I had said. I get it, but I do not get it. Various of my contacts (attorneys/family/officers) have said that if I went to the ER over this, my husband may have been arrested for further questioning even though he did nothing.
I am clumsy. I get it. But the fact that my family could have been disrupted if I needed medical attention last night is ridiculous.
Basically, the point is I am not the victim of domestic violence HOWEVER based upon all of my contacts, if I had needed medical attention due to my clumsiness (twice in one year), my family would have been considered as one needing help for DV.
Nope. More like, help needed for my clumsiness. If I ever win the lotto, I am buying a ranch style house. With no stairs.