Fell, that is. People think I'm kidding when I say I fall down a lot. I'm not kidding in the least. I closed on my house on Dec 5th. That day, I fell down a flight of stairs. Bad enough to cause my entire right leg, and left ankle to swell up. (yeah, moving was real fun after that.) Since then I have fallen down my steps at my house, and wiped out on the sidewalk twice. Those are just the big falls, that resulted in blood, band aids or ace bandages. That isn't counting tripping over things, slipping at the store, etc. Graceful, I'm not.
So this time, I slipped on the mud that has accumulated on the sidewalk thanks to all the rain and drainage issues I'm having in the yard, and landed on my right knee AGAIN. I was on my way to the gym though, and decided I would go anyway. Probably not my smartest decision, since I've been on the couch with an icepack all weekend.
June 14, 2019
6 years ago
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