I took a good hard fall Friday night. What? No,
there wasn’t drinking involved! Why
would you even say that?
Oh. Yeah, well. Good point.
But no. Drinking
was not involved. It was a clean fall, a
perfectly reasonable fall that included a sloping sidewalk, an armful of
recyclables, and a child’s bicycle that had not been there just 10
minutes before.
Knees. Palms. Ribs. Wrists. ELBOW.
Much elbow.
When given the option of not charging briskly into a
prone bicycle, my advice is to take it.
Since then, of course, I’ve been listening to my body complain:
an exclamation from my back, a shout from wrist. Even my eardrums, afraid of being left out,
have hollered once or twice. I’ve begun
imagining myself as a skeleton, clacking and jiving down the mean streets of
Minneapolis. There may be a jaunty hat involved, something I tip at all the
other skeletons. I’ve got an index
finger in the air, wagging it to an imaginary beat. Howdy-howdy, what’s buzzin’, cousin?
Not sure why, but my skeleton sounds like she’s from the
40s, a wise-crackin’ skeleton, see? A killer-diller
dame with moxie.
From one set of bones to another, Happy Monday.
12 comments:
I hope you've immediately applied ice on the affected parts. That's the first and most important rule.
Feel well soon!
I hope your skeleton settles down quickly. Unexpected tumbles are heckin' bad.
Rattling in rueful sympathy here.
Walking is not for sissies!
Ouch! Says this set of bones, which really despises Mondays. And aches and pains.
Oh no a fall that is not good, I hope you are healing nicely
Ouch, I feel for you. Lucky nothing broke is pretty trite; a whole lot was mangled.
It's a good sign that you're still writing. I took a fall recently and everything from knee to butt turned impossible colors. That area, second only to my head are my least vulnerable spots. But I'd still suggest a medical visit if you have injured yourself in some new way. And please keep us updated on your recovery.
Having fallen too often doing stupid things, I feel your pain. I now look before I leap, and hold on for dear life to anything stable. It is good to stay vertical.
I hope your bruises heal quickly, Pearl
Ouch. I ache in sympathy. And curse all small children’s bicycles just as a matter of course . . .
I hate to be brutally honest here, but I feel I must warn you. From personal experience I will tell you to get used to it.
Ibuprofen, a bottle in the car and at home for such falls and creaks. Hope your pain has subsided.
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