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I Don't Feel So Good.
May. 4th, 2003 05:26 amI went for a walk today with SPS, as we are wont to do during the summer months, and I managed to trip and fall, damaging my left knee and right side. I somehow managed to unexpectedly step with half of one foot off the sidewalk, and then lost my balance. In the moment before I hit, I had a choice of:
I chose option number 3, but since the only earth was in a tiny spot between the lamp and the sidewalk, I had to twist to land there, and ended up elbowing myself in the right side, and hitting my left knee on the sidewalk anyway. The knee seemed fine, and didn't even bleed, but I've discovered since getting home that I don't want to try deep knee bends if I want to avoid agony. The worst part is the large bruise on my right side. I was afraid for a bit that I had cracked a rib, but now I think I just bruised the bone. In any event, I can't sleep on my right side, like I normally do, since that ends up with all of my (not inconsiderable) weight on my bruised ribs. If I try to lay on the other side, the mere pressure of my arm lying on my ribs is very painful. That pretty much leaves me trying to sleep on either my stomach or my back, two positions in which I don't sleep well. And if I move, I wake up. As a result, here I am at just past 5:00 am typing here, rather than catching my Zzzzs.
All of which is a roundabout explanation of why I've been playing around with the colors, fonts and emoticons of my journal. I have no idea what the final esthetic results will be, since I am not only brain-dead from lack of sleep, I'm red-green color blind to boot.
- Aiming for the hard sidewalk
- Aiming for a metal lamp post
- Aiming for the hard packed earth
I chose option number 3, but since the only earth was in a tiny spot between the lamp and the sidewalk, I had to twist to land there, and ended up elbowing myself in the right side, and hitting my left knee on the sidewalk anyway. The knee seemed fine, and didn't even bleed, but I've discovered since getting home that I don't want to try deep knee bends if I want to avoid agony. The worst part is the large bruise on my right side. I was afraid for a bit that I had cracked a rib, but now I think I just bruised the bone. In any event, I can't sleep on my right side, like I normally do, since that ends up with all of my (not inconsiderable) weight on my bruised ribs. If I try to lay on the other side, the mere pressure of my arm lying on my ribs is very painful. That pretty much leaves me trying to sleep on either my stomach or my back, two positions in which I don't sleep well. And if I move, I wake up. As a result, here I am at just past 5:00 am typing here, rather than catching my Zzzzs.
All of which is a roundabout explanation of why I've been playing around with the colors, fonts and emoticons of my journal. I have no idea what the final esthetic results will be, since I am not only brain-dead from lack of sleep, I'm red-green color blind to boot.
