So, during that first week of being on light-duty, my Sergeant told me that there was detail at an elderly care facility where we had been requested to participate in the dunking tank. He said that we both needed to be there. I was under the impression that he would be the one participating and getting dunked. Before leaving home, I thought that I would take an old UHP shirt, shorts and towel---- just in-case!
When I arrived at the detail, the first thing that I noticed was that my Sergeant had arrived in full uniform and had no intention of doing the dunking tank. Needless to say, I was the one that ended up sitting on the dunking tank that evening. If you look closely at the picture, you'll notice that my left foot is supporting my right foot, so as to try and alleviate some of the pain. Each time that I was dropped into the water, I had to try and land on the bottom of the tank with my left foot and then afterwards try and climb back up to the bench and then repeat the process over and over!