There are certain times in one’s life when you have an incident occur that reminds you that you are no longer a young and nubile woman.
And so it was on Monday morning.
I was sitting here looking out of my slipping glass doors when I noted the winter grime on them. I figured I would get the bucket out, mix up some cleaner and wash down the windows on the outside. The sliders went well, but when I came to the back door I stepped up onto the door frame and was reaching for the nut to slide over to keep the screen door from closing when I lost my balance.
It happened so fast. One minute I was reaching up, and the next minute I was on the cement patio block ground!
I landed on the right hip, shoulder, elbow, and knee. Both hands seem to have gotten road rash as I tried to break my fall.
After landing, not very gracefully, I lay there for a moment. I mentally checked my mind to see if anything hurt in a crazy bad way.
I attempted to get up on my right side, but that wasn’t happening. I wondered if I was going to end up like the lady in the commercial. “I’ve fallen and I can’t get up!”
So I rolled to my left and very slowly got to my feet. Both palms were bleeding and things were starting to hurt.
It’s now a couple of hours later and things are starting to hurt a wee bit more.
What hurts the most is the fact that I am not as steady on my feet as I once was. It makes me feel old.
So that’s my tale of woe. I’m actually lucky. It could have been a lot worse.