OK! I can hardly believe this happened myself!! It was like an out of body experience. Daughter and I headed to national harbor on Thursday with the two kiddos. Found the new Children's Museum--no problem. Parked in garage across the street.
We had a good time. It's much smaller than I thought it would be but it wasn't crowded so the kids could interact with anything they wanted. And, they were having a great time. I was getting irritated at so many parents on their cells while the kids played alone. ARGH! We decided it was time to leave at about 1:30. Daughter and I had decided we would stop for a treat and then swing by the American Girl store for the granddaughter---just make a big day of it.
We get back to parking garage and are trying to find the pay booth. We are walking and looking--can't find anyone to help us. The kids are getting cranky. Granddaughter snaps at grandson who starts to cry and runs off into parking garage!!!! Daughter is scolding granddaughter; I am CHASING grandson. Cars are pulling out, etc. Obviously, the 3 year old is faster than the 62 year old but I'm running as fast as I can. I thought I should just stop but then he darted back by me heading out of garage and I really thought I could get him. (Yes, I know his behavior was unacceptable; that has been dealt with!)
So we're outside the garage; I'm gaining and as I reach out to grab him I lose my balance. I remember thinking "OMG this is gonna hurt!!) And, yes, it did. I went sliding on my frontside across the garage entrance driveway. I remember my head bouncing on the concrete. As I'm lying there assessing the damage my daughter is yelling and comes to my side. As I slowly roll over, she informs me (not so calmly) that I'm bleeding. I thought it was probably from my nose but, no, from a cut above my right eye! Well, you know how head wounds bleed! Yeah, not a pretty sight, I'm afraid. My daughter is running around trying to find someone with paper towels or any kind of help. Parking garage "guard" strolled out and looked at me; some police officers pulled up and stood around looking at me. As I answered some questions I realized I was missing part of my front tooth. They were amazed at the amount of damage I had been able to inflict on myself. LOL One asked if I was wearing heels. Well, no officer. I managed to do this in sneakers, can you just imagine me in heels? Another "guard" showed up--no idea who she was or where she came from--and called for ambulance.
Ok, so all this time I'm laying on the cold ground. The grandkids are sitting on a cold bench. One of the police officers did go over and talk to them; which was an exciting event for them. Of course, anything is better than just watching grandma bleed and moan!!
Now, this is the BEST part of the entire story. A lady pulled up in her car. Came running over to see what had happened. Assessed the situation; brought a stack of napkins out of her car for my head, brought a blanket out of her car to cover me and made a pillow out of a towel for my head. She eventually took the grandkids, put them in her back seat, covered them with blankets and cranked up her heat. They had a delightful time singing and talking with her. She had a car seat so they asked if she had a baby. She told them all about that baby. I wish I had gotten her name. She was an angel for us that day!!!!
Ambulance shows up; load me up. I tell daughter (who had called hubby, etc.)to take the kids home; I could go to hospital by myself. She didn't like that idea but, really??? A 5 and 3 year old in the ER??? No, thanks!!!
Arrived at hospital. Thank goodness nothing broken. 7 stitches above my eye. Lots of cleanup and meds on scraped hands.
On Friday, my entire body was a painball!!!! I hurt everywhere and was exhausted. Talked to dentist. His office is closed on Friday so he squeezed me in on Monday to fix the tooth. Called my doctor to schedule stitches out on Tuesday! Need to get in for new lenses in my glasses. YIKES!!! You should see those!! My kids came to see me. The stitches scared the grandkids.
My hubby has been wonderful but he does chuckle every time he looks at me.
Today I feel better. Still a lot of pain but more muscle specific than yesterday. My eye is turning a lovely shade of purple but the swelling has gone down some.
What an adventure!! I'm so grateful that I broke nothing! I am more grateful for the angels out there who will stop and help. Blessings on that woman!!!!
Oh! it struck me that everyone (police, nurse, doctor, etc)were all shocked when I said I am 62 and have no health issues! Is it that unusual?
Ready for a quick healing!!!!