Talking of baths and cranes, I've just remembered a long buried memory from forever ago when I first started work.
I was dicked to give an elderly, quite large lady a bath with epsom salts.
I duly hoisted her into the bath which had tall sides, so I had to hoist her high into the air then swing her over the side before lowering her.
All went well until I came to hoist her out again.
Just as the hoist was at its highest point, the hooks came away from the arm, causing her to drop from a height back into the bath full of water with an almighty sploosh, completely drowning me.
I banged the alarm and staff came running in to find me stood there dripping wet through and the old lady shrieking ' get me out, help, get me out '
I threw a towel over her to preserve her dignity while I went to another ward to beg another hoist.
The staff on the other ward looked at me like wtaf happened to you? Why are you soaking wet with your hair looking like a birds nest and your make up resembling an Alice Cooper tribute act?
Eventually we got the old lady out and two days later, she bloody died on me!!
The excitement was clearly too much for her!