A Faulty Ladder
On June 11th of 2007 I took a fall with a stepladder and broke both of my wrists. In
addition to the broken wrists, I hit my head very hard. My head is the hardest thing
about me, so it shouldn’t be damaged any. And no one could detect brain damage
anyway because I act this way all the time. But I think my elevator doesn’t go all the
way to the top; and I’m starting to have little memory lapses.
I just knew that the fault was with the ladder. It was obviously made with hind legs that
weren’t strong enough to handle any strain without twisting. I had only climbed up four
steps on a 7-foot ladder; and it twisted out from under me, and I went down with it.
I was determined to get that ladder taken off the market and maybe get some
recompense for all the pain and suffering I’m going through. After I get the ladder
proven faulty, then I would sue the manufacturer, the distributor, and the government
agency that approved it. Wow, this case could be worth millions!
I had even seen other fiberglass stepladders, the same brand as mine, which were also
twisted out of shape, probably from having gone through similar circumstances.
Ladders must be built strong and sturdy to hold up to much strain and still be safe for
the climber. Every ladder that won’t stand up to the work should be taken off the
market. Our government makes certain rules to keep us safe.
I had a friend working on the case, visiting web sites, making calls, and getting things
rolling to prove this ladder faulty and begin to build a case against the manufacturer. It
was beginning to look like it was really going to work. But then something happened to
get me thinking how and why this accident really happened.
I received an email from my friend saying that if I had taken a previous fall with this
ladder, then I didn’t have a case. I could either lie about it or view myself as a fool for
having climbed up a ladder that I knew was faulty. I was given only those two choices.
I could be a lia