I Took A Small Fall
Dec. 10, 2013
I think I may have mentioned to you in the past that I sometimes feel like I might be a little 'accident prone'. For example, I'm a spiller. You can guarantee that if I'm sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine, it's either going on the floor, on the blanket or on the person next to me. Also, in the past I may have fallen over during action sports lifestyle activities or just 'had a little bit too much fun'. It's been a little while since I've actually broken any bones though so I feel like I'm been on an uptick of late. Until Sunday night that is, when I was in bed and became thirsty. It was cold in my house so I put my slippers and robe on, grabbed my empty water glass and headed downstairs. Now I don't want to blame my dear dog Blue, but every time I get up and leave my room, he is compelled to follow me and rush down the stairs next to me. I think what happened next was the combination of him next to me, my fuzzy slippers and my general accident-proneness.. I slipped, cartoon-style up in the air, hands full so I couldn't grab the railing and fell, directly on my bum, bounced three times before I could get my balance and then came to rest half way down the stairs. I'm still in great pain, and have trouble laying down comfortably, but I"m pretty sure I didn't break anything. So yay! but check out the bruises...