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Member Section => Down Range Cafe => Topic started by: Jim Kennedy-ar154me on June 12, 2025, 03:37:13 PM
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Never fight with a zero-turn mower. They ALWAYS win~
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I hope that’s not you.
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What Alf said. What the h***? I've cracked my ribs a couple of times and it wasn't too bad. It only hurt when I breathed. I never broke them clean in half like that. OUCH!!!
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Yes I hope that is not you.
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OUCH!!!
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I hope that’s not you.
It is. I am just now able to use my left side again!
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Awww...dude. Ouch. Son-of-a-gun. Dang it. Crap. It hurts me to look at that pic.
I am glad to hear you have some mobility now. Any permanent damage?
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Awww...dude. Ouch. Son-of-a-gun. Dang it. Crap. It hurts me to look at that pic.
I am glad to hear you have some mobility now. Any permanent damage?
Nothing permanent that I know of. I just learned to NEVER enter a lawn mower rodeo. I remember a lot about it right up to the point where they FINALLY gave me some Dilaudid. After that, the next thing I remember is lying in a hospital bed.
I'm sure the barrel roll I took looked like fun to anyone watching. Zero-turn mowers don't do that well.
;^) (It only hurts when I laugh)
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Get well soon, Jim. That's an order, not a request. :)
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Did you go sideways on a slope, or head first down hill?
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What kind of zero turn was it?
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What kind of zero turn was it?
Cub cadet
https://www.tractorsupply.com/tsc/product/cub-cadet-ultima-zero-turn-mower-zt1-42-42-in-215hp-kawasaki-engine-2326593?cid=Google-Shopping&utm_source=google&utm_medium=shopping&BU=TSCO&adtype=pla&campaignid=20387647901&device=c&product_channel=local&product_id=2326593&store_code=613&gad_source=1&gad_campaignid=20382437754&gbraid=0AAAAADnTm225i_UeCBY_gO6DNY-w-AF9O&gclid=CjwKCAjwvO7CBhAqEiwA9q2YJVAaipN0KCIEYu4xwonQRnIJ405HCXzIoECeb_9AZMzcjTlExzStyhoCgcYQAvD_BwE
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Did you go sideways on a slope, or head first downhill?
Went up a hill and the left rear tire lost traction. As soon as it started, I slapped my hand down on the blade engage button to shut off the blades.
It rolled back and then tipped toward the left. The right side came up off the ground, and I was simply along for the ride as it rolled toward the left, up, and over my back and ribs. While it continued to roll, I fell off and it rolled all the way over and stopped to my right, still running.
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It was ten years ago when I bought it, and seven years since we left it behind, but that is basically what we had, except we had the 60" deck. What you described is one of the unstable posibilities I felt with our Cub and the previous Toro and Snapper we had. Several times I felt that the only reason I didn't tip was due to the wide deck. I even had to straighten the linkage that raised the deck.
Solid linkage is one of the things I liked about the quality machines. I tested a few that were 30% cheaper less expensive, but 100% cheaper. The low-quality machines use chain to raise the deck, so there is no solid connection.
Hope you heal well with no complications. Like the doctor told me when I fell and busted a few ribs - "Be patient, you aren't as young as you used to be." I quickly pointed out that I was THIRTY, I fell just after my 30th birthday!
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Did you go sideways on a slope, or head first down hill?
Or @$$ over teacup, as my dad would say.
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It was ten years ago when I bought it, and seven years since we left it behind, but that is basically what we had, except we had the 60" deck. What you described is one of the unstable posibilities I felt with our Cub and the previous Toro and Snapper we had. Several times I felt that the only reason I didn't tip was due to the wide deck. I even had to straighten the linkage that raised the deck.
Solid linkage is one of the things I liked about the quality machines. I tested a few that were 30% cheaper less expensive, but 100% cheaper. The low-quality machines use chain to raise the deck, so there is no solid connection.
Hope you heal well with no complications. Like the doctor told me when I fell and busted a few ribs - "Be patient, you aren't as young as you used to be." I quickly pointed out that I was THIRTY, I fell just after my 30th birthday!
By that time, you no longer bounce back like you did when you were a kid. And as we all know, it's only downhill from there. As a kid you can fall off playground equipment, etc., get up and keep playing. The same fall as an older person might kill you.
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By that time, you no longer bounce back like you did when you were a kid. And as we all know, it's only downhill from there. As a kid you can fall off playground equipment, etc., get up and keep playing. The same fall as an older person might kill you.
Oh Shut up!
Last year, when I was in the hospital, I had the red flag on the door jamb, and the sensors on the bed or whichever chair I was in. I was labeled as a "fall risk," and just sitting up on the edge of the bed would get Nurse Rachet in screaming at me.
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When one of my doctors asked me if I'd fallen in the past 6 months, or in the last year, whichever it was, I told them what happened when I was camping. I tried stepping over the tongue of my trailer but didn't make it. The top of my foot hit the trailer tongue and stopped, but the rest of my body kept moving forward. I slammed into the ground face first, hard. The doctor didn't think tripping over my trailer made me a fall hazard. Sometimes I stand one foot for a little while, with the other foot touching the side of my knee. Instead of spreading my arms out to help me balance, I tuck them in tight to my chest. I call it the flamingo. I'll be 64 this year, and my balance is still good most of the time, but my muscles and joints are painful and weak. Sometimes a knee will just say, I've had enough, and start to buckle. My legs have been messed up my whole life, and that's just one of those things that happens sometimes. One of these days I may take a tumble, without any vehicles being involved.
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Oh Shut up!
Last year, when I was in the hospital, I had the red flag on the door jamb, and the sensors on the bed or whichever chair I was in. I was labeled as a "fall risk," and just sitting up on the edge of the bed would get Nurse Rachet in screaming at me.
Would have been better if it were "Hot Lips" Houlihan.
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Dana Delaney
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Frank, you and I had nearly identical experiences with a trailer tongue. But my experience ended a little worse. I had just moved a small trailer into my garage to keep a load of drywall from getting rained on. Wife and contractor were upstairs at the other end of the house (we'd just closed on it the day before) when I made an attempt to close and deadbolt the garage door. The deadbolt was off maybe a 32nd of an inch, so I figured I'd give it a good solid donkey kick to ram it home. I kicked. It kicked back. It spun me around, and my toes caught under the trailer tongue. Both knees slammed into the cement floor while my head broke through the plywood sheathing on the garage walls. The fall severed the quadriceps tendons in both knees. It took emergency surgery and 6 months of PT to walk again. It's been 4 years and the knees still aren't right. My advice is if you are over 70, don't fall.
Crusader Rabbit
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I can't even imagine how much that must have hurt, Crusader. It sounds like one of those things we all do without giving it a second thought. Even if you did think, what could possibly go wrong, you would never expect that! A sore foot or something, maybe, but not that. I think I read that 1 out of 4 people over 70 has a serious fall. And a long time ago I heard that half of the people who break a hip when they fall die a whole lot sooner than they should. The next year, or something like that. I still can't believe I had osteoporosis a long time ago but I don't anymore. Taking 1,200 mg of calcium with vitamin D every day, in addition to a multi-vitamin/multi-mineral like Centrum or One-A-Day fixed it.
The only thing that has kept me from breaking more bones than I have is that I'm big boned. Not just fat, but actually big boned. Several years ago I wiped out on a scooter I was riding standing up like a skateboard. My chest hit right on a tree root as I bounced down the driveway at my friends cabin. It was nice soft sand on both sides of the root I landed on. That's what caused the accident when my front tire sunk in. But with my luck, you know I'm going to land on the hardest object in the area. If there was a big rock in the driveway, I would have landed on that instead of the root. It hurt, but there was no permanent damage. I was in my 50s at the time and bounced, but didn't jump up and feel fine like I would if I was a kid.
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Dang it Wabbit...that hurts just to read it.
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I guess I've been spared of this experience over the years because I've never owned a riding mower of any description. The largest lot I was responsible for was my parents' home and it had about 3 acres. It was all Centipede grass so I only had to go over it twice a year. Dad did buy one of the original Snapping Turtle mowers with the front skid pan and the solid roller drive "wheel".
Hope the healing process goes smoothly. Stay safe everyone. You never know what freaky things might happen. (Thinking of the DOT guy working on the traffic light that go hit by a truck.)
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Dang it Wabbit...that hurts just to read it.
Rastus, you have no idea... After surgery, they braced both legs from crotch to ankle, so if I could get vertical, I could penguin waddle for short distances using my walker. Problem came about with the daily need to address the porcelain facility. Bunny would install the braces and pull my feet off the mattress which was elevated enough to where, with a bit of help I could become vertical. With walker and braces I could then get to the pot, but without flexion in my knees I could not actually sit thereon. Best I could do was an uncontrolled fall--which left me precariously and painfully perched on the pot with my legs sticking out in front of me. Now, that was enough to take care of business, but it left me unable to regain my feet without assistance. And that's how I reconfirmed Bunny really loves me. With almost superhuman effort, she would lever me back on my feet so I could reach the walker and waddle back to bed where she would remove the horribly uncomfortable braces until next time.
We are going to celebrate our 38th anniversary in November, so I think the immediate danger of her leaving has passed--at least for the time being.
I now hit the treadmill three times a week and put in a mile and a half to two miles at 3mph each time. Not going to win any races, but I can still enjoy the outdoors and light hikes.
As my late grandma used to say, "Getting old ain't for sissies."
Crusader Rabbit
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We are going to celebrate our 38th anniversary in November, so I think the immediate danger of her leaving has passed--at least for the time being.
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Glad to hear she's not going to be exiting anytime soon. My wife and I got married in '87...isn't that also 38 years?
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I met my wife in 1981, married her in 1987, I claim 44 years , she says the first 6 didn't count and it's only 38 years , I call BS on that, What say all Y'all?
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I met my wife in 1981, married her in 1987, I claim 44 years , she says the first 6 didn't count and it's only 38 years , I call BS on that, What say all Y'all?
I would say that depends on the residential status during those 6 years.
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I met my wife in 1981, married her in 1987, I claim 44 years , she says the first 6 didn't count and it's only 38 years , I call BS on that, What say all Y'all?
Confucius say, "Happy wife, happy life." I agree with Confucius and recommend conceding the point to your wife. Also, "meeting" doesn't count as "married." So, for what it's worth, I think she's right, too.
The Wabbit
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We moved in together in 1988
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The best info I have heard here, I will paraphrase.
If you are over 60, DON'T FALL! (Although I am close enough to 70. I am 69)
Also, I have read, tongue in cheek, the number 1 reason old men end up in the emergency room is for thinking they can still do things they did when they were young men.
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To share a saying I have had bouncing around the internet for years:
I dream of dying like a Crusader in battle against evil, but in reality I will probably fall on my head, with a spoonful of frosting in my mouth, while trying to put my underwear on.
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To share a saying I have had bouncing around the internet for years:
I dream of dying like a Crusader in battle against evil, but in reality I will probably fall on my head, with a spoonful of frosting in my mouth, while trying to put my underwear on.
Probably.
But hey, try it with one leg.......
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Probably.
But hey, try it with one leg.......
I have a good friend who lost his right leg just below the knee and the right arm just below the elbow. Last month he went in for surgery on the good leg. 100% blockage in the iliac artery.
He was having some issues with his left foot, and after waiting a month the vascular doctor said you have a partial blockage, and we will need to clean it out. Three weeks later he was scheduled for surgery on Tuesday - "Late in the day, so will call Tuesday morning and tell you when to be there." Surgery canceled, because others went too long. Friday, they called and rescheduled for the following Thursday first thing in the morning.
I went to visit him on Sunday after church. Partial blockage turned into 100%, and doctor said if he had waited a few more days, he would have lost the leg, possibly at the hip.
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Geez that sucks.
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Also, I have read, tongue in cheek, the number 1 reason old men end up in the emergency room is for thinking they can still do things they did when they were young men.
I'll be 69 in a month and I'm fighting it as hard as I can. I can see it's a losing battle...but I'm gonna see how long I can keep up this fight up. My wife hounds me to get more done and I do a lot more than most of the worthless younger generation does..but she's only 61 and not feeling it like I am so she can keep on wishing in one hand.... I've fallen a couple of times in recent years and I was able to roll and not injure anything that matters....like ribs. With the dadgum neuropathy in my feet I cannot feel when my foot hands up on something so I find out when I start heading down...however I can feel a dadgum nail when it goes through a shoe...figure that one out. I did try to kick a pain in the ass dog out of the way...it moved as I was kicking and my foot ended up hitting the side by side. Broken foot..14 months later the bone is only 2/3's healed.
The 50# feed sacks are feeling like the 100 pounders did 50 years ago. I had to slow my ass down on the 4 wheelers and side by sides because either I'm not paying enough attention to driving or I react to slow or both. And someone please tell me that the hay bales are tighter and bigger than they were 50 years ago...I just about dropped my good nut on the ground moving some hay around a little while ago.