Gravity Wars
I lost a battle with gravity yesterday. Big loss. Gravity wiped the floor with me. Literally.
I was walking from my car to my apartment. Between said car and apartment is a curb, a down-hill and angled piece of sidewalk, and then a large area of concrete. While going down the angled little sidewalk, my rollator went off the sidewalk, got its wheel wedged in the angle between the sidewalk and concrete, and over it went. We went. I actually ended up falling over the rollator.
I have a giant bruise on the back of my right thigh (from the handle of the rollator, I think), a sizable bruise on my left shin (from the top bar of the rollator, I think), unhappy wrists and elbows from breaking my fall, and general pain everywhere.
Ow… ow… ow…
Last night, as my body was realizing just what had happened to it, I decided that going to school was probably not the best idea. I’m having a hard(er time than normal) walking because of the mega bruise on my thigh and the extra pain from the fall, and with the joints in my arms being unhappy, it’s hard to use my rollator and crutches. So I sent my professor an email letting her know that it was highly likely that I wasn’t going to be in class today (I mentioned that I had fallen, left out the part about going rump over rollator). I’m glad I made that decision because then I didn’t have to wake up early to take my husband to work, especially since I got an email from that professor this morning saying that class was canceled (a word I always want to spell with two L’s)! So I’m happy that I didn’t missing anything.
Well, that’s my latest adventure…
