SUMMARY: ...my yard...
Backfill: My comment on a friend's Facebook post this morning, May 5 2020Friend said (in part):
...Falling in the flower bed and landing on a metal tub overturned with a one-inch rim on the bottom will leave a nice curved impression on one's back while also turning one's back black and red...The hardest part is getting out of bed...after that it's easier but not pain free.
My response:
Oh, ouch.
Pretty sure I didn't fall as much when I was younger as I do now, despite trying to pay close attention and doing my balance exercises... er... most of the time.
I'll join you having fallen yesterday, tripped over I think a rough piece of concrete, having evaded all the obviously out-of-kilter pieces of concrete. I thought I was going to catch myself as my feet tried to stay under me while I was plunging forward, realized that that path would have me tripping over a 12" garden fence and possible whacking my head against a tree, but when I tried to slow or turn, down I went, and all I could think was, "don't fall on that new knee again!". Landed on side on my hip and elbow.
Yep, finding a comfortable position last night was challenging and I sure feel it today. Sadly, my bruise has no interesting shape whatsoever, so I feel cheated on that score. (On that sore?) And I cannot possibly post a photo of my bruise on my upper thigh for fear of attracting voyeurs. So, instead, here's a picture of the scene of the crime against my humanity.
I hope your bruises heal even faster than hoped for.
P.S. I can't remember any of the lyrics that go with the "I'm faaaaalllling " repeated that I'm thinking of, and of course so there are a zillion songs with "i'm falling in love with you", so you'll just have to imagine.
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