Interstellar Adventures

March 29, 2007

Maybe I need one of those protective helmets

Filed under: It's Me, Lass — by InterstellarLass @ 9:10 pm

I am not a clutzy person. Twelve years of ballet taught me grace and balance, as well as good posture. But today, you wouldn’t have known it.

First, on my way to a meeting, I walked through our atrium, and then into our main lobby. A group of people had just passed me, and fortunately exited the lobby. Because all of a sudden. SPLAT! There I was on the floor in front of the stair case. Only one person saw me fall. Thank goodness. My shoes flew off, and I landed mostly on my left knee and elbow. My knee has a slight bruise. My elbow actually is a little scraped. I have no clue why I fell. Walking one minute, not the next.

Then, just because if something is worth doing, it’s worth doing twice, I fell again tonight. At Zed’s basketball practice. I had dropped him off and then parked. Just walking through the lobby again and BAM! Down I went. Fortunately I didn’t break the coach’s trophy that I was carrying. The score book did go flying though, as did my water bottle. Sadly the lobby was full of parents and kids alike, but I was up again quickly. A girl picked up the score book and asked if I was OK, and so of course I lied. “I’m fine.”

At first I thought maybe I was fine. But then the outside of my foot hurt. OK, a little bruise. But as the night has worn on, the pain has gotten worse. My foot is throbbing, though not swollen (that I can detect). I’m walking with a limp, and it hurts to move it. Why did I fall? No clue. Didn’t notice any wet spots, objects in my path, and they weren’t ‘dangerous’ shoes. Normal, fully enclosed pumps. I’ve never had any problem wearing them before.

I wonder if I sprained it. Not good. Not good at all. Tonight I’m icing it and elevating and taking Advil. Ya’ll why does crap have to happen to me at just the wrong time! I’m in TRAINING! Karma! Hello?!?! Be nice to me, please. Please, pretty please? Don’t make me have a temper tantrum. It’s not a pretty sight.

If you’re looking for me, I’ll be down here…on the floor…

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