So, yeah.... Yesterday, Mesama bit the dust....
I was trying to be good sparking girl and get in my walk. I left a little earlier than usual to pick up my son and was enjoying myself. I took my dog with me and the time came to head toward my boys bus stop...
Being the responsible dog owner that I am, I clean up her "business" when she is done... What I think happened was... I picked it up and continued walking and was tying off the bag as I walked so I didn't have to smell it till we got home. I wasn't paying attention, then I felt my foot hit a deep crack in the walk way and my ankle twisted. I ALMOST caught myself from the fall but then my other foot caught another crack in the sidewalk and down I went, sliding a few feet...
I somehow managed to damage just about every part of me except for my face. I think I instinctively just put my arms up in front of it. Thank Goodness! I hobbled away with skinned elbows...
bruised, slightly scraped and stiffness in my shoulder and neck, a banged up knee and a twisted ankle.
So, yeah, picture this.... as you drive down the street you see this big lady suddenly flailing around in some kind of wild unknown dance and ends it in some crazy break dance move that sent her sliding down the cement walkway... Terror written all over her face, or is it part of that crazy, snazzy dance she is doing? Who knows... but she magnificently ends it with water bottle... sun glasses... iPod... headphones... dog... and even doggie POOP flying every which way for the grand finale!!! But somehow manages to keep her cell phone safely tucked into her bra, unscathed.
I say epic. How about you? Hahaha
But anyways, at least I can laugh and joke through the pain right? and my cousin says, and I quote... "you did it while getting your exercise in so that automatically qualifies you for the "hardcore" title (any injury that occurs during working out = hardcore), hehehe."
So who knew? Definitely not me.... I didn't think I was hardcore at anything but eating and couch surfing... I'll take it!!!
As of last night, my husband came home and took a close look at the more 'meaty' hamburger looking scrape and informed me that it was riddled with dirt, splinters and grass. So I got the pleasure of him pulling gunk out of the abrasion for a half an hour, then wiping it down with hydrogen peroxide, then lathering me in neosporin, wrapping it up, giving me motrin and tucking me into bed. At least he is gentle, phew.
This morning, they are still wrapped up, in all honesty, I am a little scared to try and take the gauze off of them by myself in case it sticks. My shoulder and neck are still pretty stiff. My knee is bruised and sore. My ankle is huge, well bigger than usual anyways but surprisingly enough it isn't excruciatingly painful that I can't walk....
So, Yeah... I never said I wasn't a good time.
I am laughing... honestly, I am. I feel like an idiot for not paying attention. I'm usually not the clumsy sort, especially in places where anyone can see me. But of course this time I had a ton of witnesses because... yup, you guessed it, it happened on a very busy street where a lot of cars were stopped at a light... funny thing though, at least 10 cars were right there and not a single person bothered to roll down their window and ask if I was okay.
Well no one except for the absolutely beautiful and luxuriously thin jogger that gracefully ran up behind me. She probably weighed as much as my thigh and wanted to help me up. So kind of her but I refused because for one... I was embarrassed ... and two... I wasn't sure I COULD get up. She was kind but I assured her that I could call someone if I wasn't able once I assessed the damage. So off she went in her graceful as a gazelle jog that I envied... but was thankful to her for her concern. Sweet woman, hopefully I see her again sometime to thank her again.
To sum up my adventures in tumble land... I am resting up and mending. I am going to take this as a lesson learned and keep my feet firmly planted in place until the dog poopie bag is tied off and I can safely walk on with awareness. I will continue to laugh at how I must have looked to all those witnesses and move forward.
Seeing that I feel this is fitting and I couldn't help but notice that MESAMA takes the place of "another one" quite nicely.... I had to include it....
"Another one bites the dust" by Queen
LOL! Happy Friday Sparkers!!!