After I posted yesterday and sent off an email, I ventured down the stairs to warm up my coffee and on the fifth step from the bottom . . . I fell down the stairs. It wasn't a movie prat fall but(t) a fall landing on my butt, legs stretched out, as if I was riding a snow saucer down a hill . . . thump, thump, thump, thump . . . thump.
It was a 4.8 on the Richter scale.
As I sat on the floor, stunned, I immediately thought "please God, don't let my butt be broken".
I got on my hands and knees and pushed myself up, though my bottom was feeling some pain, I'm pretty sure the extra padding kept the tail bone from breaking.
But(t) it still hurt.
Walking it off by pacing around the foyer, I was overcome with relief that nothing was broken and begin to laugh hysterically. The thought of going to the hospital with a broken butt would have been too embarrassing. Of course, had this been Reuben's time, I would have been a celebrity going into the hospital with a Reuben-isque broken bum. Back then, the doctors would call in nurses, interns and orderlies to admire my awesomeness of dimples, lumps and bumps . . . but(t) the reality is, I'm living in the 21st century.
The grouchy nurse, angry that a size 14/16 was staring her/him in the face, would yell down the hall for all to hear . . . "were gonna need bigger gauze!"
Also, I was relieved I wouldn't have to explain the cough syrup on my breath, as I had just had a hefty sip of Delysm 12 hour cough syrup* for a nagging cough I have had since mid December. (*I'm pretty sure Delysm doesn't make one groggy nor does it have a warning that one should not operate heavy machinery or walk down wood stairs with socks on.) Phew, no rumors of me being "under the influence" to deal with.
But(t) the moral of this story for me is this: something (the straw) did happen and it didn't break my back or butt. I survived and giggled out loud at my misstep. And once the coffee mess was cleaned up, I realized I didn't implode! I chose to carve out some relaxation time for myself.
So I made a cup of herbal tea and took the other stairs with carpet (to soften any falls).
P.S. - Very brusied but(t) not broken!
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7 comments:
OUCH! I am glad you weren't seriously hurt...those kinds of falls can be tough on the tailbone!
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Oh please forgive me for laughing, but you are so funny!
I'm glad you didn't break your butt! And I'm glad you realized that you can (and will) make it through anything! :)
I'm so glad nothing appears to be broken! The same thing happened to me when I lived in my townhome, only I was on the top step. The pain started two days after the fall/slide, so I went to the doctor. After a humiliating xray, he determined nothing was broken. But it hurt for a few weeks. (I didn't stop laughing for a few months.)
Here's hoping your recovery is pain free and/or laugh filled!
did you pee when you hit?
Ouch!
I am glad that you didn't break anything!
Laughter is very cleansing and can help turn over a new way of looking at things!
You really should be a writter!
How's the butt doing? (rest of you too)
I actually broke my tailbone once, several years ago. It hurt like nobody's bizness!! Not much they can really do about it unless it's so bad it has to be removed. It took me a good year to be complete over it.
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