Walking home from my line dancing class
I was tired; nearing my front door suddenly
I found myself making a three point landing on
the unforgiving uneven cement of my driveway.
What a surprise, of course my body automatically
tried to protect itself and break the fall.
Sometimes that can break some appendages,
luckily I escaped with only a sprained ankle.
Although my left knee and right thumb
broke my fall and still hurt, with ice applied
and a little time they are feeling better.
Just another experience to add to my "interesting" life.
Lying face down on the ground, my first response
was: did anyone see or hear me letting out
such unladylike language? Thankfully no, and
no one came to pick me up but little old me!
This happened last Saturday, amazing how healing time is...
A reminder to slow down and watch my steps more carefully.