So, last week (Thursday) I fell while I was on a walk with my dog. I wrote about it in my blog "Mesama Bites the Dust".... It was messy. It was painful. In a way, it was funny until I realized it was more traumatic to my body than I initially thought.
The morning after the fall I wrote that blog I mentioned above and I was just feeling sore and silly for actually biting the dust in front of so many on lookers. By that afternoon, my body was screaming and I was in pain. It even hurt to breathe. By the time my husband came home that night, I was in tears, could hardly move, my whole right side of my body was very very unhappy. My right arm was swollen, red and hot. I was pretty hysterically upset about how much I hurt.
I admit i was tempted to go to the emergency room because I just didn't feel right. My husband once again took good care of me... he helped me clean my scrapes again, helped me get to bed and wrapped my sore arm in a heating pad, which helped me greatly get some much needed sleep. Our heating pad has an auto-off function and turns off after a certain amount of time, my beloved hubby (yes, he gets kudos and huge brownie points for this) was up every single time it turned off. He said he could tell because I moaned or whimpered in my sleep and sure enough, it was cool. So he got up and turned it back on every single time. How wonderful is he for doing that? I personally think he was more worried about me than he wanted to let on. I haven't cried like that in pain in forever.
Anyhow, the next day, I was still extremely sore. My arm was still swollen but not so much so. That heating pack and my husbands efforts did miracles. However, moving was still difficult. I ended up taking several hot baths that day and ended up just laying on the couch. By that night, I still ached but I felt, as I told my family, 93.7% better. lol
So I took it easy for the next couple days and as of today, I am feeling almost completely better. My elbows are just about healed except for that irritating and incessant itching that comes with healing and scabbing. (Itch, itch, itch... just thinking about it makes them itch... lol). The swelling, heat and redness has gone away. If I try doing too much, I still get an ache here or there but over all i feel back to normal... YAY!!!!
Looking back, I said I felt like I was hit by a truck. In a way, that is a good metaphor. My body is big... i was walking quickly down a hill... I stumbled for a while and POW, hit the concrete. Mass+force+speed= ouch!!! for sure! I know I didn't break or seriously injured anything but my muscles and all that, under my, um... 'fluff', were probably in shock from slamming into the cement that hard. Well, it makes sense in my mind anyway.
I'm just thankful, I've mended pretty much successfully and am able to move again. I also have to say, I am surprised... why? Well today is weigh in day for the Biggest Loser fall challenge and as I climbed up on my scale, i discovered I hadn't lost any but the surprise was that I hadn't gained any weight this week during my immobility either.
Surprisingly too because.... Oh.... TMI ALERT....
It's that lovely TOM. Yeah, all you ladies know what that is all about. Some hate that others talk about it. Others are "Oh, I know! Ugggghhhh!" Some are whatever. I personally don't care if you share or not. It's not a big deal to me, share your woes about aunt flo or keep them to yourself, I won't ridicule you one way or another... but as I often do, I digress...
I was surprised that I hadn't gained because of that little tidbit but also because I have eaten terribly this week. Being the cook in my household and being laid up, I have had to depend on my family to provide meals, not only for me but for themselves. We had boxed mac & cheese, hot dogs, cheese sandwiches, top ramen and even had take out a couple times. Sigh... Now, I admit, my taste buds were in heaven this last week because oh how I missed those kinds of foods. It was lovely but at the same time I was painfully aware that we weren't getting a whole of good wholesome foods or freggies. Being unable to do anything meant that I was unable to do my weekly walk and shop at our neighborhood fruit stand. We did depend on a little frozen and canned stuff but it just isn't the same or enough.
Anyhow, as I said, we didn't eat great this week and i was positive that my number wasn't going to be encouraging but hey, instead I was able to report the same weight as I did last week. It most definitely wasn't a loss, which I would have liked to have seen but in retrospect, I will take it. No gain, no loss.... with the last week that I have had, I say it isn't as bad as it could have been. Right?
So now, I am able to move again and I am thrilled about that. I have a plan for today. I am going to clean, because without mommy being able to pick up everything behind her house of boys, this place looks like a tornado ran through it. As I clean, I plan on dancing a bit too. I don't want to push it though in case, I'm not 100% but I plan on pushing it just enough. I won't give up and I'm still trudging along.
Happy Wednesday Sparkies.... Love ya! :)