Remember my last post, the one I did less than 24 hours ago, somewhere around 3:30 am? Yep that one. Why is it for every step forward, you seem to take one back?
I was looking forward to work today. I was wearing new shoes and a new jumper I was waiting for the right shoes to wear. I was rockin’ the look, good hair day and was feelin’ fine. I was walking into the back door, stepping up a small slip when it seems I didn’t lift my right leg high enough, tripped, couldn’t recover and landed face first on the cement.
Of course the first words out of my mouth was FUCK! Fuck, fuck, fuck. Then the pain started and the blood started to rush out and I started to cry. Since it was the start of the second shift there were a number of people around, nurses included. It was déjà voux all over again and for the second time in a couple of months an ambulance was called for me at work. That is so freaking embarrassing, it really, really is. The ambulance came and checked me out and recommended they take me to the hospital but this time I declined. Rather than getting priority head of the line treatment I got when I had the heart attack, I’d have to wait my turn just like everyone else and the EMT’s would have to wait with me.
By this time I was feeling much better other than that rattled feeling one has after a nasty fall. They were really only concerned because I’d hit my head and I’m on blood thinners. The compromise that work really wanted was a visit to urgent care which I agreed t, no ambulance this time. My manager took me and stayed with me the three hours it took for a doctor to check me out. He let me leave after getting a tetanus shot. For some reason that amuses me.
So I’m home and good except for a sore face, a slightly swollen nose and a booboo on my nose and a fair sized lump on my forehead. And I called my sister to see if she can call me a couple of times tonight and in the morning.
But dang it all I hesitated again going up the stairs to the house again. Not too bad but still. I’m not liking these backward steps. And I’m thinking I might wake up with black eyes tomorrow.
See, irony.
‘Til later.
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Oh Kristie, I hope you are not in too much pain. ::gentle virtual hug::
Do let us know how you are doing.
(Accidents are, well, chaotic, but damn the timing!)
You shouldn't hesitate heading up those stairs - just be cautious and careful. Nothing wrong with cautious and careful!
I hope you're feeling better today and that you're not too bruised up. When we see each other in LESS THAN TWO MONTHS, I'll regale you with the story of the time I fell down concrete steps at my old job. It was not my finest hour....
::Extra squishy gentle hugs::
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