I am not a graceful person. Fortunately I do love milk, so I figure my bones are pretty darn strong.
Yesterday I had taken the dog outside for his morning time. I came back inside. I went back outside to milk the goat – the goat isn’t comfortable with the dog, so the dog has to stay inside during milking time. The wind was pretty cold, so I ran to the barn. I slipped in the slushy snow and fell backwards, but to the side a little; landing on my hip and elbow. I stood back up, not feeling too bad.
Last night, when I laid down in bed; I was hurting! Today if I moved wrong, I was hurting. I’m sure I bruised something.
Tonight I am thankful that I didn’t break anything!! The last time I was full-out running and fell, I tore my PCL! I’m sure I didn’t tear anything this time! And I know I didn’t break anything. I think I’ve only made some areas on my body a little mad at me. My body’s used to that! It’ll get over that soon enough. I am so glad I didn’t break anything!!! I may soon start searching for clothes made out of bubble wrap . .
Just a fair warning – to anyone who wants to throw in an “it sucks getting older” comment, like the hubster did; save it for someone else! I’ve been hurting myself unintentionally for a long, long time! This is nothing new!