Pavement, Not So Soft, Actually

I was supposed to do all sorts of announcements for the digital appearances today. Instead, I will tell you why they are delayed.

Yesterday I put on my new sandals and went to therapy. I go every 2-3 weeks and for an hour I vent to my therapist, because venting to friends and family can only go so far before it becomes taking advantage of their feelings. So I go and say things like “The $%*& bank will not release the ^$#@! insurance check because they don’t like how the contractor signed the contract. I #$%^& had it!”

So I vented yesterday, and then I decided to go by the optometrist and pick up my glasses and Gordon’s glasses. My optometrist had previously informed me that I have premature cataracts, so I also wanted my eyeball pictures, because my brother-in-law happens to be an optometrist with a long career and he was pretty sure I didn’t have cataracts.

I went in, it took about 15 minutes – they told me the records were ready but they weren’t, so they promised to email them in violation of HIPPA if I filled out a form – and I grabbed the four pairs of glasses, 2 for each of us, and headed outside, down a slope to my car.

I stumbled. I don’t know on what, but I did. Then I ran forward a few steps and fell. And by fall, I mean I sprawled on my stomach. Belly flop onto the pavement.

My dignity had died in the first .2 seconds of this calamity. I picked myself up, checked the glasses, which miraculously stayed on my face, checked the glasses int he bag, determined that nothing was broken, inside me or outside, and went home.

I go years without falling and this year I fell twice. No, I didn’t have vertigo and yes, I am reasonably well balanced. The first time I slid on some rocks. This time I stumbled on, I don’t know, empty air. Maybe it was the new shoes? I’m going to blame the shoes.

I have two slightly skinned knees, one really skinned elbow, a tenderness in the left breast, because I fell slightly more to my left, and a creak in my neck muscles on the right side.

Feel sorry for me, please.

I was a bit stiff getting out of bed today and so I am just now finally revving up to full speed. We will have the announcements shortly.

PS. Brother-in-law says the dark spots are not cataracts and one cannot even properly diagnose cataracts from the pictures I had.