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Weekend starts with a bang....

SallyBR1's picture

hope everyone's weekend is starting on a better note.

Last night Alex went out with a friend. At 11:30pm we had the lights off, and were talking in bed when we heard some voices outside. It did not seem to be Alex, I don't know exactly why but we thought it was strange to have someone there. This is a very calm street, usually no one is walking around late at night.

We stopped talking to try to figure out what was going on, then Phil got up to check it out.

that's when I had the idea of crawling to the edge of the bed and peeking out the window

I miscalculated where the edge of the bed was. My left knee, instead of supporting the weight of my whole body as I tried to reach for the window, was in the air!

I never ever fell so hard before, not even in the couple of falls during running.

I hit my foot on the baseboard of the bed as I was falling, hit the left shin somewhere, hit the glass of water as I was trying to hold into something, so as I fell I was covered with broken glass and water too. I hit my head somewhere, maybe the edge of the dresser, and ended up falling on my back. It felt as if I was falling for minutes, but of course it was a matter of seconds.

this was all in the dark, Phil absolutely desperate without knowing how badly I was hurt.

it was absolutely awful - first I thought I had broken my leg because it hurt so bad, but then the leg pain subsided and gave place to plenty of other pains, slowly popping up.

today I have a lump on the top of my head, two bruises on my leg, but what hurts the most is my lower back, it seems that I'll have a bruise showing up soon.

Sooo, how is everyone else doing?

(and, by the way, the voices WERE from Alex and his friend.... )

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

BossHog's picture

(post #52395, reply #1 of 43)

Sorry to hear about that. But you're human, and stuff like that happens to us all.

Hope ya heal up quick.

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Meg's picture

(post #52395, reply #2 of 43)

O, you poor, bruised Sally! I hope you're not too sore today.

Yesterday before classes began, a teacher came to the office to report that he'd heard a shot outside the building. Within 3 minutes we were in full lockdown mode and I called the state police. After an exterior and interior sweep, the principal declared that we were safe. The state police did NOT arrive. When I finish fuming, I believe I'll write a letter but it won't be addressed to the state police because they've already proved their abundant non-responsiveness.

Other than that, all our out-of-town guests have gone home (our son graduated from college last Sunday).

Gretchen's picture

(post #52395, reply #3 of 43)

Oh, man. That is bad. I think falling out of bed is one of the most "surprising" things you can do--sort of like getting a sucker punch. And the glass was definitely an unwanted "extra".  Hope you are OK.  ;o)

Gretchen

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SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #4 of 43)

Gretchen, I had to ask PHil what a sucker punch was, but now I have to agree. A big sucker punch

I am very sore today - already took a couple of Aleves, but this will be a long day.

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

Canuck's picture

(post #52395, reply #5 of 43)

Sally, that sounds awful. It's so much worse in the dark. Is it just a bruise on your back or have you done some damage inside? Are you icing it?

SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #6 of 43)

I think it's just a bruise. It is kind of "pinching" my leg as I walk so it makes me limp a little. But I hope it will go away soon, I want to go running tomorrow. I really really do.

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

cyalexa's picture

(post #52395, reply #21 of 43)

Tissues at rest heal the best (unless you are advised otherwise by someone with a license to practice medicine on humans).

AnnL's picture

(post #52395, reply #7 of 43)

Oh, no!  I do hope you're ok.  Be careful with the back.  If it's "pinching" your leg when you walk, it could be a muscle pull or something.  Bruises don't usually pinch. 


I hope the rest of your weekend is better.


Ann
"The elders were wise.  They knew that man's heart, away from nature, becomes hard; they knew that lack of respect for growing, living things, soon led to lack of respect for humans, too."  Chief Luther Standing Bear, Lakota Sioux

Ann
"The elders were wise.  They knew that man's heart, away from nature, becomes hard; they knew that lack of respect for growing, living things, soon led to lack of respect for humans, too."  Chief Luther Standing Bear, Lakota Sioux

SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #8 of 43)

I am threading very lightly today

had so many plans, but now I will just go to the farmer's market, grocery store, come back home, bake bread, and lick my wounds.

I just don't feel that great.

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

dorcast's picture

(post #52395, reply #10 of 43)

I'm so sorry that happened. Try to take it easy today. A pinching feeling does not sound like just a bruise.

(Is this a bad time to tell you that the phrase is "treading lightly"?)

SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #13 of 43)

(sigh)

I won't even edit it. Today I will forgive myself all the boo=boos

but since we are on the subject of typos and silly mistakes by foreigners, let me share with you one that my best friend from Brazil wrote the other day

she was talking about how easy it was going to be preparing Mother's day dinner because they had all dishes made in advance - and decided that it was going to be a "peace of cake"

I thought it was very cute... :-)

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

kathymcmo's picture

(post #52395, reply #23 of 43)

This might be a good day to lie on the couch and watch a movie. Hope your bumps and bruises heal soon.


Ice can be your friend, too.

Marcia's picture

(post #52395, reply #9 of 43)

Feel better soon, Sally. You're a talented faller or perhaps your description is just an entertaining one. I know the fall was not entertaining.

msm-s's picture

(post #52395, reply #11 of 43)

Ow. After reading your sugardog post, i'm thinking you'd better get a good book and a beverage and just stay on the couch this weekend. Don't take any chances, don't even bake bread!

StevenHB's picture

(post #52395, reply #12 of 43)

Sally, I'm so sorry that if you had to get hurt falling out of bed that you weren't doing something more interesting than "checking on strange voices."


Feel better!



Maybe we'll find direction, around some corner, where it's been waiting to meet us.


Without coffee, chocolate, and beer, in that order, life as we know it would not be possible

Without coffee, chocolate, and beer, in that order, life as we know it would not be possible
SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #14 of 43)

the thought crossed my mind. If one is going to dive off the bed, it should have been for better reason.

I will have to bring this subject to Phil's attention ASAP

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

StevenHB's picture

(post #52395, reply #15 of 43)

Maybe you'll have to fall out of bed again ;)


Maybe we'll find direction, around some corner, where it's been waiting to meet us.


Without coffee, chocolate, and beer, in that order, life as we know it would not be possible

Without coffee, chocolate, and beer, in that order, life as we know it would not be possible
sashadog's picture

(post #52395, reply #16 of 43)

I'm sorry to hear this Sally! I know this is unsolicited, but please find an cranial osteopath or advanced craniosacral therapist in your area to treat you - especially since you lost consciousness. The pinching you are feeling is something else that can be addressed. Treatment early on really helps the body release the injury and prevent future complications that may be in the area of injury or appear elsewhere and seem unconnected. Feel free to ask me any questions you might have as I have practiced CST for 10 years now and can wholly attest to it effectiveness on helping the body heal from the type of injury you sustained.Be the change you want to see.


Edited 5/16/2009 10:55 am by sashadog

Be the change you want to see.
SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #17 of 43)

Oh, I did not pass out.... I was just pretty shaken, but no passing out.

in fact, I made sure I stayed awake for a couple of hours afterward, because I wanted to make sure my head injury was not serious. I had no headaches, no nausea, no dizziness. So by 2am I went back to sleep.

of course, I am pretty exhausted today, as I woke up at my normal time, 5:30am

a certain Jack Russell shows no compassion

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

leonap's picture

(post #52395, reply #22 of 43)

Hope you feel better soon, Sally.

sashadog's picture

(post #52395, reply #24 of 43)

I took the 'then everything was dark" to mean you'd passed out...Still, in my again unsolicited opinion, I'd not let this pass as there are so many people whom I've treated with injuries like the one you're describing that come in later with seemingly unrelated symptoms that are traceable back to such a trauma. I can't help by mention this to people when I hear of an injury as there is so much that is preventable when immediately attended to. I hope you take this in the caring manner in which it is meant!

Be the change you want to see.

Be the change you want to see.
SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #25 of 43)

oh, I see

I meant that it was dark because the lights were off - Phil was halfway into the bedroom and it took him a while to find the light switch, he was so upset

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

MadMom's picture

(post #52395, reply #28 of 43)

That's horrible.  One of my fears after my fall (breaking my back) and my surgery (knee replacement) is that I will stumble and fall again and really hurt myself.  Have fallen once, but no problems happened.


You asked about others' weekends...well, here is mine.  No physical pain (yet) but lots went wrong!  I am now the grandmother of an LSU graduate.  The graduation exercise was wild, there were about 1000 graduates in the college of Arts and Sciences, about a gazillion people there to watch them graduate, and people were parking miles away.  Fortunately I had remembered the handicapped placard, so we were able to park within walking distance, maybe 1/4 mile away.  Anyway, we were late getting there Thursday, were supposed to be there by 11:30, and finally arrived, late, for dinner about 6:30.  DFW airport was closed due to the storms and lightning, and we ended up going to Abilene to refuel and sit on our bottom for three hours before going on to DFW.  Our 10 AM flight to Baton Rouge was cancelled, so I got us onto the 11:35 flight, which was also cancelled, as was the next flight.  Finally, we were standby on the 2:10 flight.  I was number one on the standby list and younger DD was number 9.  I got on, of course, but didn't think she would make it.  She had a confirmed reservation at 4:55.  Anyway, she got on the plane.  Unfortunately, the plane was overweight, so they had to remove some people, so she got thrown off.  The gate agent said she would be put on the standby list for the 3:30 flight.  The 2:10 flight didn't leave until 3 O'clock, so I decided to just wait at the gate for her.  I asked the gate agent when the 3:30 flight would arrive, and he told me there was no 3:30 flight.  I called American, who said that of course there was a 3:30 flight, and I asked if she was on the flight.  The woman said "I can't tell you if she is on it or not, but if I were you, I would meet the flight."  Turns out it left at about 5 and got there about 6.  Then we went to baggage claim to get our luggage.  It had come in on an earlier flight, so we had to go to the American ticket counter to get it.  Other end of the airport, of course.  Meanwhile, I went to the Avis counter (even farther away from American, on the other side of the baggage claim area) to check on my rental car.  Not only did they not have my reservation, they had no more cars.  The man patiently explained it was graduation weekend.  I KNOW!  Anyway, went with DD all across the airport to get our luggage.  We were the first ones there, gave him our baggage claim checks.  We were followed by about fifty other people, who also gave him their claim checks.  Ours was on the bottom, so we were the last ones to get luggage.  Got my Avis reservation, and went back across the airport to wave it in the clerk's face.  Oh, he said, I had the reservation under Mitchell (for younger DD, since she was driving.)  More GRRRRRR.  Finally made it to dinner then to the hotel, who fortunately had not cancelled our room.  That would have been the fitting end to a perfect day. 


We decided to skip the commencement address by Mary Landrieu (Louisiana's female senator, who is a total idiot and was only elected because her dad was once mayor of New Orleans), and went and ate beignets and drank coffee with everyone Friday morning.  Since everyone was going to leave Baton Rouge that day, we went back and checked out of the hotel, bought the boys some LSU T-shirts, and got DD some LSU pajamas.  During the graduation, DGD's best friend from Denver, who had flown in for the graduation, had a seizure (she was all right after a while, was diagnosed with epilepsy a couple of months ago, and they're still tweaking the medication.)  Then we all met and talked about where to eat lunch. 


Ate lunch late, at BJ's in Baton Rouge, where I had one of the best margaritas I've ever drank, then left for elder DD's home in Mandeville where we spent Friday night.  I was dead, and went to bed early, about 9 PM.  Younger DD went to Slidell to see some old friends, drank four Cape Cods and a peach daiquiri and drove home.  She woke up, feeling terrible.  We went to breakfast by the lake front, and she hardly ate.  Assumed it was just a bad hangover, but she really felt lousy.  Anyway, we flew back yesterday.  No real problem, except some genius with American had split our reservations when we went standby on Thursday, and they claimed she needed an Aadvantage number to fly first class.  (By this time, we were almost late for the plane.)  Of course, this took three agents to figure out, even though I kept trying to tell them this was the problem.  I think you have to have a lobotomy to work for American in Baton Rouge.  Finally got home about midnight.  DSIL picked us up at the airport.  Was sleeping like a baby this morning, when DH woke me up and said that DD needed to be taken to the hospital.  Turns out she had the flu (not swine, fortunately) so she is home resting for a couple of days.  I think I've caught whatever she has, because my throat is killing me.  I don't need any of this.


 

Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how did you enjoy the play?

 



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cosmo55's picture

(post #52395, reply #29 of 43)

Thank goodness for beignets and great margaritas!! So sorry your weekend was so difficult...but, how exciting -- your granddaughter is an LSU graduate and I'm sure she appreciated that you were there! I hope all your future graduations for grandchildren go a bit smoother!!!

SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #30 of 43)

MY GOSH...

this was SOME weekend!

I avoid flying as much as possible - of course, there is no highway linking NOrman to Sao Paulo, and Hawaii is also off-limits, but.... maybe one day we will all be somehow tele-transported :-)

a weekend like yours (and in a way, also mine) - makes you crave for another weekend. I cannot believe that tomorrow is Monday, and it all starts again

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

kathymcmo's picture

(post #52395, reply #31 of 43)

How are your bumps and bruises feeling today?

SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #36 of 43)

Lump on the head is gone, just a little sore.

Foot is light green with hints of purple underneath - looks like a Pollock's masterpiece

only thing that hurts still is the tusk. Tusk? No - I think it's tush. Whatever.

no running this week for sure (sigh)

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

Heather's picture

(post #52395, reply #37 of 43)

Elephants have tusks--you have a tush. ;-)

SallyBR1's picture

(post #52395, reply #40 of 43)

ha!

I knew that word was familiar.

NO, no tusk here. Elephants ARE my favorite animal, but I rather be tuskless.

 


 


The garbage disposal is your friend. Treat it nicely.


(A little pearl of wisdom, February 2009)

kathymcmo's picture

(post #52395, reply #38 of 43)

Oh my dear Sally if you have a tusk then things are far worse than I thought :-)