My dad fell last Friday, thought he was OK, but early Sunday morning he woke up with terrible muscle spasms and pain and couldn't get out of bed. My mom called 911, EMTs arrived and took him to the ER at the nearby community hospital, and he was admitted for evaluation. I visited him on Sunday and he seemed comfortable and lucid.
My mother insisted my husband and I come up and take away the 9x12 Oriental rug she thought he'd tripped on. We rolled it up and shot it lengthwise off their balcony onto his Forester parked strategically below. My husband used his mountaineering skills to hog-tie the rug to the roof rack!