We interupt our regularly scheduled blog posts to bring you a special news announcement.
Kden has fallen, fallen hard. No not for another man, or ice-cream, or the new fitness craze. But rather she has fallen on a hunk of cement, which some of us use for sidewalks.
It happned on Monday of this week. Her and her husband were walking one of the many routes they travel with their faithful mutt Nellie. He pointed out up ahead that someone had a dog. They are always alert of dogs on their walk so they can move accordingly. Being alert of what was in front of her instead of what was below her, caused her to trip over a sidewalk which had a raised edge due to large tree roots.
She recalls holding her right arm out to catch herself and yelling, but it didn't work; down she went. Like a stubby redwood she crashed down entirely on her right side. She felt her shoulder smash into the sidewalk and the pain reverberated throughout her entire body. The breath was knocked out of her so she lay on the sidewalk for several minutes telling her husband not to touch her. He's heard that before. All she could see from that position was her husband's feet and the bag of dog poop that he had dropped to aid in her rescue. She wondered if those were the last things she would see here on earth. She has no recollection if she still was holding Nellie's leash or not. Nellie seemed more concerned on why they weren't moving, she hates when that happens.
In the distance she could hear three women yelling, "Is she OK? do you need us to call 911?" Kden told her husband to tell them no, that she was alright. She was darn right embarassed!! She was finally able to haul herself up off the ground and she slowly started walking and trying to gather her wits. I think she left some of them on the sidewalk. As they walked past the ladies, they said thank you and they asked if Kden had tripped on the raised sidewalk. At least they had witnesses.
The pain began to set in before they even got home and the poor woman plied herself with Advil, since there was no booze in the house and she still had to go to work. The day was unpleasant to say the least and she was not able to go to her favorite exercise class.
By Tuesday Kden felt a little better and was able to go for three walks that day. Maybe she overdid it because today she feels worse and is now getting a little concerned. Pain and burning sensations in her neck, right shoulder blade, and lower back. Her right hip feels bruised and her brain feels scrambled. No Zumba for her again tonight.
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Now she is torn, does she wait a few days before calling her doctor? You know she doesn't have medical insurance don't you? What if the doctor tells her she needs x-rays or something. Does she start looking for attorneys? Did you know that these accidents are actually called "slip and falls?". She doesn't know what to do, but today is the first day she cried because it hurts so much.
Since she can't ask this herself, this fine reporter would like to ask her friends if they've gone through something like this and can give her some advice. She realizes she is probably just being a big baby and will probably feel better tomorrow. Her husband said he would use his magic hands on her tomorrow and that should help some.
It's a darn good thing she's got some posts built up because she's feeling neither charming or witty. And this fine reporter noticed that spell check is not working; but we don't care.