Well another fact of life in getting older is the physical decline that creeps up on a person, the loss of muscle mass. This nearly finished me today. I was falling trees for firewood and I will spare the details, enough to say it did not go the way I planed, could not move out of the way of a tree that bounced off the ground, fast enough when things went sideways.
In a instant I was both struck sideways by it then pinned under it. A big Poplar, no help, no one to find me. Pain like you would not believe. I did not have the strength to shift it. After I quit panicking I found I was just barely able to reach the chainsaw and cut it off of me. Looks like I only have a single broken bone in one foot but my left leg is not working right, nearly pulled out of the hip socket. the other leg and foot swollen so bad it is scary to look at. Even with heavy morphine the pain is bad, there will be no sleep tonight.
Roughly 25 years of cutting trees here, only two accidents and both in the last 3 years. I have to change how I am doing things, recognise I cant do things like I once could. I am going to be one hurting unit tomorrow. I don't like the thought of being cyote food. The only reason my hip did not break was that the ground by the waters edge was soft muskeg.