What I don't come right out and say...what I actually hate to admit...is...I'm clumsy.
In some ways, it's a family trait. I remember once, when we were young, Mother was entertaining guests. My brother Clint who was probably 6 or 7 at the time, came running into the room, fell flat on his face and, lying there on the living room floor, turned his cute freckled face up toward the guests and grinned. "Ain't I grateful?" he asked, and everyone laughed.
Fast forward 55 years or so.
I may not have mentioned to my blog followers that we've been
We live in a cul-de-sac on a side street in a small town on the edge of the small city of Medicine Hat, Alberta.
Richard Schear photo |
If you're in Quebec, forgive me for having an English keyboard and only knowing how to make an acute accent...é...cute, isn't it?
However good the highway maintenance is in Alberta, the whole idea falls apart in the outskirts of a small town, on the outskirts of a small city. The main roads are plowed regularly, and the not-very-main roads are sanded, sometimes. When snowy weather is followed by rain and then by extremely cold weather, the snow, rain, and sand mix together and freeze to form hard, icy ruts. I hate to go out in this weather, whether walking or driving.
Today Dick left in his car and, although he did brush the snow off my car, he left me to my own devices otherwise, and I had an appointment to have my hair cut, which it really, really needed.
I was fine, driving on the ruts and the bumps, and finer driving on the main roads, which were mainly clear.
Richard Schear photo |
So I fell. I could have landed on the air conditioning unit, on a wooden planter, on a big rock, or on a low spreading juniper shrub thickly covered with snow and dead leaves. I didn't have a choice in the matter, I simply fell, and I landed on the softly shrouded shrub. Somebody up there likes me.
I came in, played with the dog, and was very pleased I hadn't injured anything, although my arms were a little sore where I'd landed on them.
See the depression in the snow, almost shaped like a snow angel, but not quite? That would be me. See the rock near the bottom of the photo. I didn't hit it. Kay Davies photo |
10 comments:
I clearly see the wing of a snow angel … lucky you missed the rock! This was a fun read and I probably should feel a little guilty since it is about you falling, which is no fun at all. I am glad no serious damage was done so you can enjoy your journey to Venice. If you’re feeling a bit bruised tomorrow … perhaps ice packs and some Arnica gel? These helped me after a fall. Will be thinking of you, Kay. Take care. :)
I'm so glad you weren't seriously hurt or broke any bones. Your muscles will recover eventually, but I'm very sorry for the aches and pains you're having to suffer.
I do remember one winter where Art was out of town and friends invited me to dinner. I was bringing over a broccoli casserole in a large covered dish. I slipped on the snow (ice) with both hands holding the casserole dish and fell flat on my back like you. I never let go of the dish. I can still hardly believe it. I was wearing a huge down coat and was covered from head to toe so I didn't get injured and went to the dinner party just fine. It amazes me to this day. If it happened today, I would have broken something, and I don't mean the dish.
Aches and pains received when young is a process of growing up. When adulthood comes by it's an experience we can laugh it off. Glad everything's ok, Kay!
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I'm glad you weren't badly hurt, Kay , but any sort of fall shakes you up so take it easy, keep warm and stay indoors.
I was waiting for the line "but aint I grateful?" after you missed the hard-edged items and landed on the bush. Glad you didnt get hurt, but I know how such events trigger pain with fibro - and flareups are not pleasant. Rest well!
You obviously HAVE a snow angel watching over you. Now that you've got your hair done, you can just stay inside I hope! You need to stay well and in one piece for that coming voyage.
Yikes - feel better. Very well described, and with humor too, but do be careful. So hard in the snow. I like snow but - well, the driving and walking are hard! k.
Kay, I am so glad you weren't seriously injured. That rock was a little too close for comfort! (no pun intended)
Hope you are feeling less achy and that all is well in your world.
Happy New Year! It's great to be back :)
OMW, I'm sorry you had a fall, but pleased it was a soft landing. Yes, I see the shape of an angel, Angel Kay! I have a deep fear of falling and breaking a limb so try to watch where I'm going - although yesterday I stepped into a small hole in the lawn and almost tumbled forward. I was fed-up with myself (and the gardener for leaving the hole!) Have a warm weekend, Kay. (((Hugs))) Jo
Oh!!! I'm sorry you fell, but glad you weren't badly hurt (except for that darn fibromyalgia memory stuff.) I love the way you tell a story, if that's any consolation...
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