It’s been one week since I fell down the stairs
Scared the crap out of myself and
Got my first BAD bruise
I was going for Barenaked Ladies there, but I am no song writer. Last week I was finishing up the townhouse I clean on Sundays and I feel down the stairs. I went down hard and slid down 5 stairs. I knew I hurt myself; my back, my hip, my shoulder, my arm and my hand all on the right side.
I got up and went to my bosses house and dropped off the supplies and sheets that needed to be cleaned. By the time I got to her house I was SO sore. I knew I was hurt but I assumed that I wasn’t going to have anything to show for it because, I don’t bruise.
So when I got home and I told my husband what had happened he examined me and for all my pain this is all I had to show
… super annoyed.
My inability to properly bruise has always made me feel dramatic because I have nothing to show for my pain.
The next day I woke up and I was SUPER SORE. I get out of bed slowly and my husband says… oh your leg!!
The sheer joy I felt for having proof that my pain was real!! Not that Matt doubted me, but I’ve been before.
Over the next few days I loved watching my bruise change AND also get better because the pain slowly went away
It got worse before it got better.
And Sunday, one week later, my leg feels completely better
All of my other injuries have healed as well, except my shoulder. I’m going to have to go see a doctor for that.
But I’m very excited that I finally have proof of my pain!
