Falling to Pieces

This getting old business is for the birds. I know I don't have any real room to complain about my minor aches and pains when there are people with real disabilities and issues.

But, my stuff is the weird stuff. Back in 2002, when Buddy was in preschool, I was carrying his car seat down the stairs (at our old house, which was a mid-entry). I thought I was on the last step - I couldn't see my feet - and I stepped off. Unfortunately, I was 2 steps from the landing and when my left foot hit the landing, my ankle twisted and down I went.

OMWord - the pain. I can't even begin to describe it. I managed to hobble back upstairs to the phone and call the Evil Twin, who came home from work to take me for X-rays. The ankle was just severely sprained, not broken - which I've heard I would have been better off with a clean break as far as healing goes.

Every so often, that left ankle will just begin to hurt out of the blue. This weekend, it mysteriously started hurting early Saturday evening, but by mid Sunday afternoon, it was fine. But, for the time it was bothering me, I had to kind of hobble around the house and that's no fun.

I had a post a few weeks back where I talked about making Apple Crisp and I had a comment from a friend about this contraption:










I ordered it and put it together. On Saturday evening, I was going to put it away until I needed it and with both hands on either side, I lifted it up. Unfortunately, my left index finger gripped the slicing blade. That blade is true to its' name. Ouch! It's just a small cut, but it hurts like the dickens!

I put a band aid on it for Saturday evening and went on about my business.

I also got a bug bite on my left elbow a few weeks ago. It STILL is all itchy and it hurts when I pick at it (I know, DON'T pick at it, right? That line doesn't work with me.... I'm a picker).

So, there I was on Saturday, hobbling around on my bum left ankle, with my left index finger throbbing while trying to scratch the skin off my left elbow and relieve the itch.... the mother-loving, never ending itch! Arrggggh!

I'm telling ya, people, it just doesn't get more glamorous than that!

I think the only thing that would have been better is if someone caught me shaving my hobbit toes or something like that. Oh shit! Did I say that out loud? Just forget that last part, k? Thx.