The Accident

by Jessica Williams
Mrs Sally Crawford lived on her own in a house in Swansea. Her husband had recently passed away. Her children were all married and living far away.
One day, when she was collecting her pension, Sharon, a very nice lady at the post office, said she was terribly sorry to hear about Mr Crawford. Sally replied that she was ‘keeping going’, yet contemplating selling her house and buying a flat as the housework was getting too much for her.
Sharon said “Ever thought of having a home-help worker? My friend had one and he was really nice”. She went on: “He enjoyed the work, knowing he was getting it all nicely done and out of the way. He cared about the elderly lady and they occasionally went to the pub around the corner for a couple of nice jars. Have a think about it”. Sally said the she refuses to have a home-help worker as she prefers to do the housework on her own.
Sally got her shopping done and decided to stop at the pub for her usual vodka and tonic. She got her shopping back to her house, tripping over a small vase which must have fallen from her small, hallway table. Sally landed on the kitchen floor. She was unconscious.
The next morning, the postman became worried. He could sense something was wrong. Sally was usually pottering about in her garden at this time. He asked the next-door-neighbour, Mavis, for the key to Sally’s modest terrace house. He found Sally in a heap on her kitchen floor. He phoned for an ambulance, not moving Sally for fear of making matters worse. Her breathing was very shallow.
The ambulance arrived within minutes. Sally was rushed to hospital, while being resuscitated by the ambulance crew. They also found that her wrist had broken during the fall.
The postman picked up her shopping from the kitchen floor, carefully putting the items in the cupboards and Sally’s post on the coffee table in her front room. He then double-locked her front door and returned the keys to her neighbour.
At about lunchtime the next day, Mavis brought some grapes, a nighty and slippers to Sally in hospital, asking her for a list of any other items required. Sally was extremely pleased at this, but was not her usual self. She looked pale and a little bit worn. The ward was very quiet, save for the occasional interruption by another patient calling out “I’m going for my pint now”, as she was gently ushered back to her cubicle by the kindly nurse. “We need you here for another day, Mrs Croxley”, said the nurse. “You’re all out to get me”, was the reply. “we’re doing it for your own good, Mrs Croxley – no one is out to get you”.
Sally returned home a week later. She looked very happy, as if the accident never occurred!

The End.
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