The fact that your husband fell off of a 40 foot pole and survived once is a miracle, but twice? WoW, that's amazing. He must lead a charmed life because he's found favor with God. Three and a half feet laid me up for almost a year with several fractures and a broken tail bone.
I don’t know how he didn’t get seriously injured. The first time did jam his back up pretty bad and left his chest full of splinters. He hugged the pole part of the way down. He was back to work in 2 days.
The second time knocked him out. He came to to his buddy leaning over him, grinning. He said “I hope I bounce as good as you do when I fall off a pole”.