• TillieNeuen [she/her]
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    4 years ago

    I wonder if she slipped on ice and was too hurt to get to safety. I fell once in an isolated spot. I knew I'd fucked up my ankle to some degree, but before I dared to try to stand up and test it out, I just sat there for a bit thinking about how far I was going to have to crawl to get to any kind of help. It ended up being a very bad sprain but I could still walk on it, so I was OK, but those moments before I knew whether I'd be limping or crawling to get help were the most scared and alone I've ever felt in my life, and I hate thinking that this might be how someone ended up frozen to death on a sidewalk.

    • john_browns_beard [he/him, comrade/them]
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      4 years ago

      Holy crap, I did this once when I was trail running. I was probably about 2-3 miles into the woods and I rolled my ankle really badly, it was a barely used trail and getting late and I knew there was basically zero chance of someone finding me by accident before sundown. Thankfully after about 15 minutes I was able to put some weight on it and hobble out, but it was terrifying thinking about how I was going to crawl along a very rocky trail for 2+ miles.

      Truly a hellworld that we live in where that can happen to someone in the middle of a city.

      • hexaflexagonbear [he/him]
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        4 years ago

        Cue paranoid me texting every 10 mins when a friend tells me they're going for a jog or a bike ride.

      • TillieNeuen [she/her]
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        4 years ago

        It really is horrifying to think about. I can imagine the whole scene, even though I'm trying not to.