I mentioned in a previous story that I was an EMS supervisor at an amusement park. One of the lifeguard supervisors and I developed over the 3 years we worked together a surrogate father/daughter relationship. It was appropriate and comfortable. "Mandy" was 21 years old, 5'9", blond and had a spectacular figure. She actually had breast reduction surgery during the off season. It did not change the appearance of her figure one noticeable bit. I constantly saw her feet because as a lifeguard she was either in sandals or barefoot. Her feet were shapely, 9 1/2, with straight symmetrical toes and a moderate arches. Her feet were perfectly proportional with her build. She needed feet that size because especially before her reduction surgery she would have been perpetually tipping over. Enough said.
Late in the season Mandy jumped into one of the polls to assist a child that was struggling. Unfortunately she landed incorrectly and broke her leg just above the ankle. It was not serious and did not require surgery. Her cast started 4-5 inches below the knee and stopped just past the balls of the toes. After being off work for 2 weeks Mandy and some of her college friends came to the park to "hang out". In the evening they congregated at the First Aid station and we eventually migrated outside to a back area away from any guests. it was a slow night and some of the EMS staff came outside as well. Mandy was tired of using her crutches and sat in one of the wheelchairs we had for transporting people. She elevated the leg rest so her foot was about even with her waist. Being in a wheelchair, in a cast with your foot elevated is to say the least compromising. I took my pen (point retracted) and stroked the underside of her exposed toes. She quietly giggled and wiggled her toes. I was told I was "so silly". Without much of a reaction I turned to one of the EMT's who was a good friend ("Big Jim") and said" guess she's not as ticklish as I thought." Without hesitation Big Jim says" You're just not doing it right!" He took his pen and stroked the underside of her toes more enthusiastically. Mandy laughed loud and hard and was almost frightened by how vulnerable she was. Big Jim and I spent the next few minutes alternately tickling our immobilized friend. We would tickle in between her toes and across as much of the balls of her toes as we could. We then discovered that without much effort we could reach our pens inside the cast and reach her arch. When we did it produced the most amazing shrieks and laughter. There were of course shouts from Mandy of; "STOP", "DON'T" and "GET THAT OUT OF THERE." (the pens). She once tried to roll the wheelchair away from us but one of her college friends wouldn't let her. We didn't continue too long and stopped before it was no longer amusing. Both Big Jim and I got hugs afterward and the proverbial "Oh you guys." I never had another opportunity like that again but I will remember it fondly.
I hope you found the sorry worthwhile.
Late in the season Mandy jumped into one of the polls to assist a child that was struggling. Unfortunately she landed incorrectly and broke her leg just above the ankle. It was not serious and did not require surgery. Her cast started 4-5 inches below the knee and stopped just past the balls of the toes. After being off work for 2 weeks Mandy and some of her college friends came to the park to "hang out". In the evening they congregated at the First Aid station and we eventually migrated outside to a back area away from any guests. it was a slow night and some of the EMS staff came outside as well. Mandy was tired of using her crutches and sat in one of the wheelchairs we had for transporting people. She elevated the leg rest so her foot was about even with her waist. Being in a wheelchair, in a cast with your foot elevated is to say the least compromising. I took my pen (point retracted) and stroked the underside of her exposed toes. She quietly giggled and wiggled her toes. I was told I was "so silly". Without much of a reaction I turned to one of the EMT's who was a good friend ("Big Jim") and said" guess she's not as ticklish as I thought." Without hesitation Big Jim says" You're just not doing it right!" He took his pen and stroked the underside of her toes more enthusiastically. Mandy laughed loud and hard and was almost frightened by how vulnerable she was. Big Jim and I spent the next few minutes alternately tickling our immobilized friend. We would tickle in between her toes and across as much of the balls of her toes as we could. We then discovered that without much effort we could reach our pens inside the cast and reach her arch. When we did it produced the most amazing shrieks and laughter. There were of course shouts from Mandy of; "STOP", "DON'T" and "GET THAT OUT OF THERE." (the pens). She once tried to roll the wheelchair away from us but one of her college friends wouldn't let her. We didn't continue too long and stopped before it was no longer amusing. Both Big Jim and I got hugs afterward and the proverbial "Oh you guys." I never had another opportunity like that again but I will remember it fondly.
I hope you found the sorry worthwhile.
