In a backpacking hostel throughout a stag weekend 10 years in the past, I fell asleep on a prime bunk subsequent to an open window. After all, that now strikes me as a silly factor to have finished, however on the time I didn’t give it a thought. I used to be on a weekend away, not a health-and-safety consciousness course. In some unspecified time in the future through the night time, I attempted getting out of the bunk, however as an alternative of turning left and utilizing the ladder, I turned proper and hopped straight out of the window.
I fell 24ft on to concrete. From a survival standpoint, I used to be fortunate to land on my toes. The draw back was that some relatively vital sections of my legs didn’t come out of it so properly.
My left heel was crushed, whereas over on the appropriate, my tibia and fibula – the 2 lengthy bones within the decrease leg – indifferent from their couplings and shattered. The following few weeks concerned operations, plates, screws and fairly unimaginable ranges of agony. At one level, I felt a type of blinding calm, as if the ache had gone all the way in which up the size and rung a bell on the prime.