Monday, April 4, 2011

Way To Go, Graceful.

You know all that balance work that the little bastard makes me do each week?

Well, it's NOT helping!

I took a personal day today so I could get Estes' pedicure done.  Sent an email out to work letting them know I was taking a personal day and then promptly fell down the stairs.

What the...?

Yep, you read that right.  I took a personal day and then fell down the stairs, not fell down the stairs so I had to take a personal day.  Really?

I think it would have hurt less if I'd gone ass over tea kettle, but noooooooo my foot slipped out from under me and I landed flat on my arse and bounced down a million stairs, dropping my laptop in the process.  Laptop's okay.  My back is not.  I felt the impact move up my back to right between my shoulder blades.  I displaced a vertebrae in my upper back after Digger was born by landing wrong on a shoulder roll.  On occasion, it slips out.  Today, it had help slipping out.  Sucked.

However, I was on my way to go see Estes, so I threw down a handful of ibuprofen and went on my merry way.  Who needs to be able to breathe?  Not I.

The drive sucked.

The cold sucked.

Seeing Estes sucked less.

Getting some Estes loves made my day better.

At least until the ibuprofen wore off :)

6 comments:

Rachel said...

So sorry! At least the laptop isn't trashed (unlike mine... and that ROYALLY ... $1200 worth sucks), and you have an awesome tailight, and your thoughtful tailight buying husband can help get your vertebrae unslipped, right?

Mrs Mom said...

Knowing the second and third days are the worst, how ya holding up today woman?

*snork* Word thingy: unatinom... sounds like some new fnagled med for your back!

oregonsunshine said...

Are you sure we aren't related? Because, that sounds exactly like something I'd do.

Tiffany said...

Oh darlin! Please tell me you got pretty piggy nails out of the day. Because that just plain sucks.

GunDiva said...

When I told my trainer what I'd done, he had the nerve to laugh at me and tell me we obviously needed more time on the stairmaster. Brat.

Today has been extra sore, but I finally got a prescription for flexeril, so as soon as I get off work, I've got a date with a little 5 mg pill :)

Aunt Crazy said...

ouch ouch ouch