Well well, not back in the city for 24 hrs and I managed to completely fall down the stairs at work today.
And by 'down the stairs' I mean
Do you know how that made me feel?
That's how! When do you ever hear of a 20 yr old slipping on the stairs? yah. you don't. Unless it's from an old bitter curmudgeon like me who trips them accidentallyonpurpose for being too perky.
X-rays say I didn't break anything. But I never thought I did. I just slammed my ass into the stairs not once but twice. BOO! My butt hurts!! I also somehow twisted my foot and now have shooting pains from my back to my foot. I just hope this isn't one of those "ever since I fell on those stairs 12 yrs ago my back ain't never been the same" type of injuries.
Blah. Doctor says I have to take tylenol until the morning and IF I don't feel better I can get "something stronger." I am counting the hours down until he gets into the office in the morning.
Here's the other PLUS to this...at the xray guy's office he said "well! No broken bones! Must be muscular trauma..but you're young and healthy...you should be okay!" I practically gave myself whiplash flipping my head around when I heard "young!" YAY! Now THAT is a drug even better than Vicodin!! (haha...not really) And believe me, before I got too excited I checked the plaque on the door for "geriatric X-ray unit" and there wasn't one! YAY TWICE!
And now I'm all ready for being drugged up on the couch watching countless re-runs of "Tori & Dean: Home sweet Hollywood"
speaking of that...g2g.
(that's YOUNG people's street talk for 'got to go')(yah. I still got it.) (oooh, my hip pain!)