The saying goes…. Sometimes you just have to learn to roll with the punches…go with flow..etc etc. Screw that! Life stinks right now with a capital S!! For those of you who may (or may not) have noticed, I have sort of dropped off the planet for the last week or so. The reason? Well…. Because no one ever accused me of being graceful, I fell and broke my left wrist in several places. Turns out pavement vs flesh and bone are not a good combination. I have weak ankles and one decided to roll with me as I walked across the street. Falling face first, I attempted to stop myself with my hands. My left one went down first. Fortunately, someone saw me fall and pulled her vehicle into the road next to me to keep anyone from running over me. I was hurt…. I was really hurt and I didn’t realize how bad it was.
Another lady called 911!! OMG! No no no…. Not hurt THAT bad! It’s just a broken arm! I knew it was broke because the bone was sticking out all funny. Yeah… Not supposed to look like that I was pretty sure. But no need to call 911!!! But call them she did! I was mortified… Embarrassed beyond belief! It was just a broken arm! Right?? Then I passed out. Campus police got there first, then the city police, then the really cute firemen (ok I was hurt not dead)! I didn’t stay unconscious but a few seconds. By the time the EMS got there I felt like I was dying. I was so grateful for the IV (after the third stick) pain killers I didn’t care how many people were there any more.
The really cute fireman tried to make me laugh so I wouldn’t think about my arm…. That didn’t work. Kudos for trying though 🙂
Two days later I had surgery and now I get to stop every time I fly and get frisked by a TSA agent because I have a metal plate and 8 screws in my arm…yeha!
My dilemma? My life has stopped…. The dress rehearsal was that evening and the play opened on Wednesday without me 😦
I missed class… I missed the play…I missed appointments and church and another play rehearsal for a different play. I have been sick with side effects of the pain killers and I can’t even take a shower by myself and wash my hair.
I know I will get all those things back and soon but in the meantime I have to “be still”? Really? So I tell you my woes to tell you not to take having two hands for granted or if you have a wonderful, awesome incredible spouse who will help dress you like you are 5! Not that I didn’t appreciate them before but apparently I needed to be reminded 🙂