Saturday, October 04, 2008

In Agony!!!

And I mean pain! This morning I took the Mother-Fall. A big time Mother-Fall!!!

The Boy was on his leash in my left
hand, and The Baby was on her leash in my right hand. We were casually sauntering along on our walk on a very pleasant, beautiful morning. Nuffie and her Mom were walking with us - as they have for the past couple of mornings. And as we came around a corner - from out of nowhere - a man in a purple shirt had the biggest German Shepard I have ever seen! I didn't see him until it was too late - my two very naughty Kids lunged for the German Shepard - pulling me through the bushes and across the pavement - and I went down - dragged over the asphalt of the parking lot. Somehow, and I do NOT know how, I managed to keep The Boy's leash in my left hand, but The Baby's leash came out of my right hand and she headed straight for the teeth of the German Shepard. The man was as startled as I was - and thankfully - he was able to keep control of his dog AND grab The Baby's leash and keep the two of them - The Baby and the Shepard separated. Oh, thank you! [My gosh, Pretty Princess! What the hell were you thinking?!? There is NO way you could have survived in a scuffle with him!]

Nuffie's Mom grabbed The Boy's leas
h from me as I collected myself and raised my tattered, bruised and bloodied body from the pavement and limped over and grabbed The Baby. The poor guy - with the purple shirt and the humongous German Shepard - asked me if I was alright. Yeah. Sure. My light blue shirt is permanently the color of the asphalt, the little plastic bowl that I carry ripped through the nylon of the fanny pack I carry it in - and thankfully didn't injure me - how it didn't, is a miracle - and there is blood oozing from my right shoulder, elbow and knee and thigh. It must have been when my elbow made contact and was raked over the pavement that I let go of The Baby's leash.

We were as far out in our
walk as we could possibly have been. I should have called DH to come and get us. I didn't. I limped all the way home, pulling both Kids and telling them how bad they were and how if they were going to behave like that then there would be no more walks. They heard: "Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..." None of it was pretty. It is even uglier now - my injured body - swollen and turning funky colors. I am still furious at my two Kids for behaving like that. And, I can assure you we won't be walking anywhere tomorrow. My left thigh must have hit the pavement first - even though there is no ripped skin - it is just sore. Sore as in hurting sore. The right side of my body took the brunt of the abuse. My right shoulder hurts. I cannot lift my right arm or put it out straight - and it hurts no matter what position it is in - bending it is about impossible, but so is keeping it straight. How I didn't break a bone is beyond me. And, of course, don't cha' know, it is my bad right knee that is cut, banged up and swollen. And my right hip - I've got a huge purple and green "black and blue." The ride across the pavement scraped the leather off from the tops of my sneakers.

It all happened so quickly and in slow motion at the same time. I am in an awful shape. Thanks to my two dear, sweet Kids! Couch material. That's all I am going to be good for for the rest of the day, I'm afraid. Thankf
ully I'm reading a great book, and now, I truly have an excuse NOT to do any housework. I'm sure I am going to live - even though it will be an uncomfortable day - and probably a pretty uncomfortable night, too.

I'm going to take a picture of my shirt. Whether it will come clean or not remains to be seen.

My elbow, this afternoon, after this morning's Mother-Fall:

It IS one NASTY boo boo, that's for sure.

And, my leg, too. The picture doesn't do it justice. It is swollen... I'm betting it will turn purple and green like my hip. It doesn't hurt nearly as much as my shoulder and elbow, though.

Poor, poor me. Yes. I am willing to accept sympathy...


  1. Oh my gosh, you poor thing! Rest, ice, elevation, and some Advil ought to help. I hope your knee doesn't get worse because of this; you'll have to get a cart to have your Boy pull you around if your knee gives out. ;>)

  2. Get up and get back in there, champ. Keep moving so it doesn't swell, keep a stiff upper lip, whistle a happy toon, nearer my god to thee, inna gada da vita! The kids are dependng on you! Pour some diluted bleach on the wounds and get back to work. (You can tell i have no health insurance, yes?) On you the scars will look good. Please accept this encouragement in liue of sympathy.

  3. OUCH! Sorry about your fall. I really like your blog. I hope to come back and read some more.

    Take care and take it easy!

  4. my goodness you did fall, those naughty, naughty children. Have you any polysporin, because that's all you need next, an infection setting in.

    Take it easy and keep giving those kids a dirty look just to make sure they understand what they did to you.


  5. I;m so sorry that you had a bad fall. Darn dogs! They know better then that. Take it easy, use ice packs and arnica for bruising if you have it. Read your book and make the dogs do the housework.

  6. That last comment was me.

  7. Oh dear! I have had those falls behind a giant schnauzer! I know your pain only to well. Hope you are able to rest and in a few days it will all be history!

  8. Dawn-Michelle - Doing just that - rest, ice, elevation and Aleve [no Advil]. Yeah, this is just what my bad knee needed!

    Vermindust - Thanks so much for the "kind" encouragement and advice. Diluted bleach - on my elbow - are you kidding?!? I could barely tolerate soap and water!!! And, today, I can barely get up out of this chair. The Kids are getting NO walk this morning. Tomorrow is iffy...

    Thanks, Anonymous. Come back any time!

    Gill - Have Neosporin. Probably close to the same thing. Have applied it generously - several times...

    Kathleen - It is because of my Kids that there is as much housework as there is! "Kid" slobber all over... They are two of the messiest eaters I have ever seen in my life. And neither of them will pick up the toys. Housework is going to wait today, I'll be on the couch.

    Julie - How Nuffie's Mom was able to hold her Giant and my Boy while I was picking myself up off the pavement is a wonder. But I had to get to The Baby before the German Shepard did. It is pretty amazing what you do while your body is in semi-shock.

    Thanks everyone for the sympathy! Except Vermindust, who I thank for the advice and encouragement!!!

  9. Spent the day on the couch, yesterday, YD. Could barely move. Felt like I got hit by a truck. Feeling better today, though. Thanks!

  10. Oh my goodness!

    I hope you get well soon - I'm aching just looking at the pictures, Sabra. :(

    Bad, bad, boy and girl!

  11. I should try to put up some new photos, L_O - my boo boo's look worse today - but thankfully, feel much better! Yeah, I muttered all the way home how "naughty" the Kids were... They, apparently, have a much different recollection of how "Mommy's Mother-Fall" happened and that they were in no way at fault!


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