Are you plagued by acrophobia?
Too Scary for Me!
Photographs like this
literally make my heart pound,
my throat dry,
and my palms sweat!
Oh yeah, and there's that
colony of bats ricocheting around in my stomach!
I have been plagued by acrophobia all my life.
But, being completely insane,
I keep trying to overcome it
by forever putting myself in high, scary places.
I never learn.
Can you spot what I fell for last Saturday
at the new Saddle Rock Emergency Room
Grand Opening Family Festival?
Open House, Saddle Rock ER
October 25, 2013
Acrophobia has shaped some memorable events in my life:
Like the time Farmer Tatum had to rescue me
by standing on his tractor
to pluck me from his cherry tree
where I was frozen by acrophobia.
I was stealing his cherries!
Like the time I went on a Girl Guide trip
in Northern Ontario
to tour an honest-to-God fire tower.
The ranger had to rescue me
where I was frozen by acrophobia
fifty feet off the ground.
Since I was the first Girl Guide up the ladder,
everyone had to wait
while the ranger climbed down from the top,
peeled my fingers off the rungs,
and dragged babbling me down the ladder!
Fire Tower (Not THE tower, but one like it)
Source: Canada's Fire Lookouts
Like the first (and only) time
I rappelled ~ down a cliff in Utah.
My gear malfunctioned,
and I flipped upside down
and smacked into the cliff
over two hundred feet up.
I didn't have time to freeze!
Bill, my guide, told me
to jackknife my body up
and grab the rope,
so he could haul me up
and over the top
of the cliff.
Who knew I was capable of that!
Then he made me go right back
over the edge and down the cliff!
Slowest successful rappel in history!
Not THE cliff, but one like it!
Like the time I watched from the monkeyboard
while the roughnecks and derrickhand
on our oil rig pulled and racked
over a mile of drill pipe in the fingers
(The monkeyboard is by the horizontal bar
between the crown and the block in the diagram).
I managed to ride the "elevator" up.
But stepping out onto the collar
suspended by the bails
from the swinging hook
below the traveling block
below the traveling block
and 65 feet up
took some courage building!
I had been frozen by acrophobia,
but my pride rescued me ~
The hands had told me I wouldn't be
a real wellsite geologist
until I rode the elevator down!
I was never so happy to lose the handle Cherry!
Kansas Oil Rig
Bosses and OSHA are not happy
when you ride the elevator on an oil rig!
Have I learned ~ NOT!
Oh the temptation ~
between the ER and AirLife helicopter!
Up and away!
Up, up, and away ~
with visions of ringing the bell in Reno!
Am I insane?
Am I discouraged?
I'm going to do this!
I'll keep you posted!
A nice thing about being The ADHD One
is you can keep doing the same thing over and over,
and sometimes you do get a different result!
I'm still trying! :)
Do you struggle with acrophobia?
Or do you have a fear of something else?
Have you overcome it?
I'd love to hear your thoughts!