The eve of NYE. (original) (raw)
Just before bed, I decided to go downstairs to grab the book I was reading. Nothing absurd about that. However, losing one's footing at the top and sliding down about 12 stairs on one's right hip is rather absurd. kathunk-kathunk-kathunk... etc. The pain took my breath away.
The result: a thigh contusion of 6x4 glorious inches in deep purple, with matching 3x4 inch nit quite so glorious bruise just above the ankle.
Ouch. The worst part is I am just now able to resume sleeping on that side of my body, and I am a serious side sleeper.
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