I was walking in the alley behind the building where I work, snagged my heel in a broken piece of asphalt, and took a dive forward. I caught myself with my hands and knees but tweaked my back, ankle and wrist.
I'm a mess. While I feel much better than I did Monday, I am still very sore. I feel like someone tackled me and I hit the ground hard. Is it just me? Am I really that clumsy? It's sad. Two days missed of work AGAIN. I can't afford this.
Thankfully Walt was able to return home and pick me up at the ER. It was so embarrassing but nothing was broken. Well, if you don't count my pride. Scrapped and bruised, he brought me home and made sure I was safe and warm.
Why do these things happen to me? I wasn't even drunk or anything LOL
