OOps I did it again.......

2012 April 7 Journal

Beat and Battered but it really doesn’t show on the outside….

I had a very productive and happy Good Friday and a good Saturday UNTIL 4PM….
I have fallen again, but I finally got up on my feet but not without a prayer.

I was all excited to deliver Leslie’s wonderful cake balls to my Visiting Teaching ladies.
I was juggling the cake balls in little plastic baggies all decorated with ribbon and lying on a plate with a little note attached to take to the car and deliver them...
So not being 100% cautious walking out to my car in the garage I feel my foot get caught on something and I could feel myself being lunged forward again bringing myriads of unpleasant visions of pain and broken bones and torn up body to my head. I fell down basically next to my Jazzy and the cake balls flew forward. The first thing I saw was that the cake balls were still sitting on the plate almost untouched. Thank goodness they were carefully wrapped. But I was stuck! I couldn’t move. My bad knee hit hard and it hurt something fierce. My good knee was cocked funny but I was basically down on all four but really lopsided. My bad foot got knocked into the jazzy and then I finally saw I was bleeding pretty heavy from my left pinky finger. I couldn’t move. Lots of pain and not just from place in my body. Do I yell for Lucy, who probably wouldn’t hear me anyway, because the TV was on in the front room? Again, I couldn’t move and I couldn’t think. I landed in a way that I had no leverage. I sat there in panic mode, so now what do I do. I’m hurt and I cannot help myself! I realized there was only one person who could help me right away…. So I prayed, “Help me get up” Help me find a way to get up.” I repeated that a few times and then my head cleared. It was as if I that panic and shock mode lifted and I could think a bit clearer. I checked to see if I had broken my wrist, but I don’t think so. The raised my arm and it seemed ok too. So thinking I had two arms I then tried to raise myself up with the big green garbage can, (which I have in the garage because it was so full of branches that Landon filled and so I don’t have to bring it out from the back yard through the rocks for garbage day Monday. Last time I left it out on Sunday I got a notice!) But trying to raise myself straight up like that was too high and basically impossible. I finally got the feeling to turn and look the other way and I realized I needed to turn my body into the direction of the Jazzy. I scooted toward the seat of the Jazzy and brought myself around and pulled myself up with my strong arm, just like I do when I get up off the floor. Finally I accomplished it and I got up. Went back in the house cleaned off my bloody finger and hand and put a band aid on the finger and checked myself for any other abrasions but just found a minor one on my elbow.
I finally checked the cake balls and they were fine and as if nothing even happened, so I went out and delivered them to the people that were home.

Got home and this evening I still feel pain in my knee, foot, hips and back, elbow, arm and finger, but it seems if all the damage is inside. Finally took a Tylenol and I hope it works. Going to bed. I got to feel good for Easter! It will be a full day.

I finally realized what I tripped over was the long stick I taped onto the handle of the duster for the fans in the house. I remember hearing it fall in the garage today, but didn’t bother to pick it up. So when I backed in my Jazzy it wedged right at the edge of the step and my foot got caught on that with my shoe and the rest is history.. Maybe I need to clean that area of the garage again. Having the green can in there is too much and it will be gone by Sunday night
I am grateful that my prayer was answered with a calm feeling that I could again think and listen to feelings of survival. No, this wasn’t death threatening situation, but it was scary considering all the damage I have already done to this body with falls.

I have a Gratitude Attitude tonight for sure!