I was also in charge of packaging up some granola type bars into a ziplock bag for each classroom and then delivering them. 2 of the counselors and 1 volunteer helped me deliver them to the rooms so that went pretty fast. When I was done, I took the extra bars and passed one to each of the principals and secretaries. I was then headed to the room where I had stuff stored and I had a paper box full of left over granola bars in my hand. The front office has a stupid low wall that juts out from the desk. (originally they were going to put a swinging gate there but changed their minds but left the wall/post that sticks out into the walkway-- really, really stupid stupid stupid) With the box I couldn't see how close to the wall I was. I tripped. I fell. I hurt myself. But I didn't spill the granola. And only 1 secretary saw it happen.
I told everyone that came running when the secretary called out that the only thing I hurt was my pride and that I was only embarrassed. The truth is this- I hit the wall right where I gave myself my injection in my thigh this morning. There is now a rectangular bruise about 8 inches long that runs diagonally across my left thigh. I have a bruise on my right ribs, hip, outer thigh. I wrenched my back, and right arm and right ankle. I have a headache. I have, in a word- PAIN.
But what I don't have is any broken bones. Yay!!!
(and I walked more than 4 miles by noon and over 5 by the time I came home.)
Indeed.
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