Fall Down Stairs and Joyful, Joyful…

Sunday evening we had our daughter and her husband over to celebrate Labor Day a day early. (Her husband had to work Monday.)

We were having a wonderful time, when all of a sudden I took a header down the stairways. I still don’t know exactly how it happened.

fall-down-stairs-3I was walking downstairs with something I was going to show my daughter. I remember seeing that the second and third steps were halfway filled with things like our daughter’s purse, her jacket, and a couple of other things.

So, I don’ know if I slipped while side-stepping them, or if I actually slid on something in the collection of junk she’d deposited there. But, either way, I fell face-first from the third step up. And, I mean I seriously splatted. Fortunately, there was a doorway frame that I could grab (for any good that did me!), but I hit so hard!!!!!

I could hear my husband asking things like, “Can you move your legs?” “Where does it hurt most?” “Can you sit up?” And, of course, I couldn’t answer, because I was in so much pain. I must have laid there minute after minute, listening to his questions and our kids saying stuff like, “Oh, poor momma!” “Oh, our poor little momma!” And, my sweet son-in-law saying, “Mom, you know I would have dove under you to take the brunt of the fall if I could have reacted fast enough!” (And, he would!)

Joyful Joyful (cover tiny)Bottom line. It is today Wednesday, and it’s the first day I’ve been able to get out of bed.

The goose egg on one shin has finally receded, but the foot looks wretched. It is all purple, and so puffy that you can’t see any ligaments or anything underneath. (I look pathetic!)

Now, after all the mess just described, I have to say there is blessing in the midst of it all. I couldn’t get out of bed for two days. Since I couldn’t do anything active, I laid in bed and wrote like a crazy lady on my current novel, Joyful, Joyful. (Praise the Lord for laptops!)

So, what did I learn out of this?

Make sure that you have plenty of candy, popcorn, and the remote controls always stationed on your side of the bed at all times. (It’s kind of that whole Girl Scouts’ motto thingie: Be prepared!)

P.S. No one asked, but… yes… yes, I was EXTREMELY graceful!!! (Is my nose growing???)

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