Pretty, huh? One minute I'm getting ready for work - in a dress and tights no less - and the next I'm in a crumpled heap at the bottom of the steps with shoes and handbags strewn about and my neighbor (from 3 houses down) yelling in my direction, "Are you okay?!". awesome.
Thank God my shins and left knee broke the fall enough that I didn't land tummy-down or with too much of a jolt. Lincoln's been moving around just fine and everything I've read indicates that the trip was probably little more than a mild roller coaster ride for him. And, Levi's taking good care of me. Last night he rigged up an ice-pack/towel/elastic headband leg-cast contraption that stopped the throbbing enough that I was able to sleep. He's a sweet husband.
This morning, back in action, I won the battle with the porch steps (wootwoot). Here's to hoping that you too defeat any pesky stairs that you come into contact with this slippery season.
2 comments:
Holy bruises, Heather! I'm glad you're OK and that Lincoln's moving around OK and all that, but yowch, those still look like some painful bumps. Take care of yourself, girlfriend. :)
I am so sorry that you took a tumble. I'm ready for you guys to be here so I can love on you a little bit!!
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