My Disastrous Holiday

Christine Ramsay on Apr 21, 2011

Tags: beach, Broken Bones, Holiday, hospital, Italy

Following the post by my friend, Val Mills, about her fall in the kitchen I was reminded of what happened to me a few years ago.

This is her link
http://healthmad.com/health/the-older-you-are-the-harder-you-fall/

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Each year I take a two week trip

To warmer climes over the sea.

Where I visit my aging mother

Who lives in beautiful Italy

This particular year I decided

An extra week would be quite a treat.

I knew my mum would like me to stay.

It would make her summer complete

Each day we’d spend our time on the beach

And take in the welcoming sun.

And two weeks passed in a glorious haze

Until the third week had begun.

That morning I stepped onto the path

Which led to the golden sand,

When my ankle went over and threw me

With force into a cycle stand.

Well the bikes went down like dominoes

And I lay in a heap on the floor.

I scrambled to my feet red facedly

And found my foot was rather sore.

I was covered in cuts and scrapes

And I hobbled off as fast as I could,

Before anyone saw my predicament

And where a row of cycles had once stood.

I spent the morning on the beach

Not wanting to venture too far,

And when it was time to go home for lunch

I couldn’t walk, and we hadn’t a car.

Two hunky young men saw my distress

And on a chair carried me off the sand.

If I hadn’t been in so much pain

You would have thought my injury was planned.

Well I ended up at the hospital

Where my mother explained I couldn’t speak…… ( Italian),

So the nurse taking an x-ray just signed at me

And made me feel stupid and weak.

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It turned out my foot was broken

And I was plastered up to my knee,

And I spent the rest of my holiday stuck indoors

And not living it up by the sea.

Christine Ramsay 21.4.11

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Anuradha Ramkumar on Apr 21, 2011
That should have been a terrible holiday.
Phoenix Montoya on Apr 21, 2011
Well, now you know how to be safe the next time. A good written poem Christine xx
Erin Miller on Apr 21, 2011
That is a horrible experience.
Val Mills on Apr 21, 2011
Oh Christine, I’m glad we finally took out our travel insurance today! I really feel for you, knowing how close I came to this. Take care
Val Mills on Apr 21, 2011
P.S. I wish I could go to Italy once a year
pguims on Apr 21, 2011
i’m so sad for you ma’am. it was indeed a terrible holiday… i know the pain of a broken foot, i have been to so much worse…
lapasan on Apr 21, 2011
It’s an unfortunate incident. But the best thing is that you recovered from that injury and is well again.
CHIPMUNK on Apr 21, 2011
This really sounds like an awful holiday time for a learning experience
Baijayanti Pradhan on Apr 21, 2011
really a terrific holiday…
Stable on Apr 21, 2011
At least you got carried around by two hunky men Christine! Hope your next trip to Italy goes smoother…
Jimmy Shilaho on Apr 21, 2011
That was terrible.
No Share on Apr 21, 2011
This such a bummer, spending holidays with a broken foot.=D I just hope you found other ways to entertain yourself.
Sourav on Apr 21, 2011
That’s so sad… and annoying. Well, next one will be great I’m sure!
Saurav Banerjee on Apr 21, 2011
Best of luck for the next time.
mtrguanlao on Apr 21, 2011
Oh my Miss Christine that really hurts! Well,at least there was a bonus..the men,lol!
J M Lennox on Apr 21, 2011
They say that things happen ‘in” threes, perhaps in your cause it was ”on” three (weeks). Poor you! Thankfully that is behind you. Enjoy your next trip.
Angelgirlpj on Apr 21, 2011
Awwww, to be in Italy and on the beach sounded nice right up until you broke your ankle.
Starpisces on Apr 21, 2011
and again, you described so well with a poem.
Pity you, must be very miserable, but sorry, I laughed when read “If I hadn’t been in so much pain, you would have thought my injury was planned”, so humorous.
T. S. Lewis on Apr 21, 2011
Hope you got your gait back.
elnavann on Apr 21, 2011
I enjoyed this poem – it reads like one of those epic stories written in verse
Melody SJAL on Apr 21, 2011
Oh, what an accident. I had suffered from a sprained ankle but no fracture,thank God. Nice piece, as usual, Christine. Thanks for viewing my photod and for your message. I too cannot post comments on Picable.
Payge on Apr 21, 2011
A well desribed well written ruined vacation that should have been fun for you and mom.Lets hope the next time you visit this dont happen and you two have fun.
kanivel on Apr 21, 2011
Even a bitter experience can end up in a beautiful poem like this. Great one.
seashell66 on Apr 21, 2011
Aww I am sorry that happened to you–not the hunky guy part–I hope you are well now.
CHAN LEE PENG on Apr 21, 2011
That was not a good experience.
Julie McMurchie on Apr 21, 2011
At least you had two weeks on the beach, and that extra time with your mother.
LoveDoctor on Apr 21, 2011
That must have been horrible. I\’m m sorry about your fall. I hope I can go to Europe someday.
PR Mace on Apr 21, 2011
So sorry. I know how you feel. As you know our last three vacations have been full of problems. We are planning a trip in Jan for our 30th anniversary. I am almost afraid to plan it.
Pearl Wilson on Apr 21, 2011
an awful holiday but an interesting read! wish you a safe and happy holiday this year.
Goodselfme on Apr 21, 2011
Sorry about your accident. You have put together another poem depicting the activities well.
Ruby Hawk on Apr 21, 2011
Oh Christine, I’m so sorry. How terrible and on your vacation with your mother. I hope it’s getting better.
Tulan on Apr 21, 2011
How sad, and when you were with your mother. I hope it healed well.
LCM Linda on Apr 21, 2011
Sorry to hear that you once get hurt so much in your vacation. Hope your broken foot has been fully healed.
samgoldencoffee on Apr 22, 2011
sounds bad.
Christine Ramsay on Apr 22, 2011
Don’t worry everyone. This happpened several years ago and my foot is fine now. Thanks for you lovely comments.
CA Johnson on Apr 22, 2011
Your poem was really good. I am sorry that was a terrible trip for you. I am glad that you are better now.
athena goodlight on Apr 22, 2011
Ouch! terrible incident… well written poem.
jimbob1 on Apr 23, 2011
CR…This is yet another fine poem from your talented hand…interesting that on this occasion you had booked an extra week…great for your Mother to once again show the world her special maternal gifts as she helped look after her baby once again!!! Probably renewed her motherly instincts…Anyway, all’s well that ends well…I voted that I liked this one…Thanks and take
fishfry aka Elizabeth Figueroa on Apr 23, 2011
Oh my, that sure is an awful third week. I am glad you mother was there to help you during this period of time.
martie on Apr 23, 2011
What a horrible ending to your holiday…glad the first two weeks were enjoyable.
Sharif Ishnin on Apr 24, 2011
I had that kind of tumble on a bicycle once too. Fortunately it was just only a flesh wound. I can feel the pain Christine.
vijayanths on Apr 24, 2011
that’s terrible holidays.
d1dezire on Apr 26, 2011
Ouch . Italy u said? Hmmmm now that’s a place I’d like to visit
yes me on Apr 26, 2011
OUCH! to this one Christine cheers
gaby7 on May 6, 2011
That was really painful!
crisdiwata on May 7, 2011
Ouch! That was really an awful holiday!
crisdiwata on May 7, 2011
Ouch! That was really an awful holiday.
crisdiwata on May 7, 2011
Ouch! That was really awful.
crisdiwata on May 7, 2011
Ouch!
crisdiwata on May 7, 2011
ooops, sorry…
mark ramsay on May 11, 2011
I remember you coming home on crutches. You looked so funny.
1hopefulman on May 27, 2011
Perche non parli Italiano? I didn’t know you had Italian blood? No matter what happens to their feet, you can’t stop a poet.
Jacques Berkeley on Dec 6, 2011
Excellent.

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