Stairs: The Silent Killer
I was walking back to my office from a therapy session in another part of the hospital, and was a bit distracted. I took a lovely plunge in the staircase. Thank God I was on the level between two flights so I didn't fall down. I scuffed my hands and knees (and pants!), but mostly, I twisted my left ankle. I hope I haven't pulled anything because it does hurt a bit. I guess I'll see soon enough if it swells up. I also dropped my digital recorder and Palm Pilot. What better event for electronic equipment than hitting a cement floor? LOL
Labels: the klutz that is me, walking, work
posted by Brain Diva at 4:38 p.m.
4 Comments:
I hope you're okay!
More importantly, was there anyone there to witness that terrible event. Doesn't it make us feel like total idiots when we fall in front of other people?
I once took a tumble down a flight of stairs and crashed my head into the wall of the basement at a friends. It made a nice big hole. I was horified and mortified, but otherwise fine!
No, I was actually by myself in the staircase. It was less mortifying, but not much more fun! Hee. There was a man, however, who came by as I was picking myself up and wanted to know if I was okay. I did look like an idiot who was lounging on the stair floor, but at least I had time to put myself back together a bit so it was all good.
Excited about the grand departure tomorrow? :) Did you hear back about the place?
God, scary! I mean, you could have broken your back in four places. (get well soon, Jenna.) I'm glad you're okay!
-Paper Jam
Ay! Tumbles are always a bummer. A friend in high school tripped down some stairs and ended up kneeling at the bottom of the staircase. All this during passing period! She pretended she was praying ; )
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