Ok, so I will be the first person to admit that I'm not exactly the most graceful elephant in the heard, but holy jeez~
This morning I was outside early because I had to take my mom to the doctor. I had on a pair of leggings & a little pair of Tahari ballerina flats. I LOVE Tahari flats because I have this funky bone in my little toe that sticks up and the Tahari ballerina flats fit over it instead of cutting against it. Anyway, sometimes, if I hit the heel just right I slip.
Well, this morning was one of those times. I'm not sure if I slipped on a leaf or what, but it was like THE OTHER TEAMS QUARTERBACK MUST GO DOWN AND HE MUST GO DOWN HARD. I freaking tackled myself. Landed ON my right knee.
I sat in the driveway, writhing in pain for a bit until my father finally moseyed on over to help me up. And I do mean moseyed. Good grief!
Anyway, my mother wanted her doctor to look at it, but he was already backed up. He essentially said if I wanted to go back in the afternoon for him to take a look he'd fit me in, but the fact that I was standing and able to put weight on it, albeit with pain, meant I hadn't broken anything (I guess that was his professional opinion LOL)
Anyway, the result is my knee looking like chopped meat~i have about an inch wide by 2 inch long epic skinned knee which stiffens up and hurts when the Advil wears off. I'm walking better and with less pain than when I fell, but I can't put pressure on it right now to walk up the steps. Hopefully that clears up in a couple of days, because I have a LOT of things to do that require walking and stair climbing, not to mention lugging and lifting.
Had I just landed on my massive ass, none of this would have happened. I'd have bounced right back up and no harm, no foul.
So...humor me...make me feel better by telling me your stories of self inflicted maiming, so that I don't feel like the only idiot in the world who's ever taken themselves out!
