Night Tripping

I fell down this evening.  I was walking out to my car and lamenting some stiffness in my knees, and I took a step wrong, wobbled for a bit, then went down three concrete stairs in front of the house and onto the sidewalk. I landed on my right side, and I said, "Awww, shit!"

Two guys across the street called over to ask if I was ok.  I said yes.  I got up, slunk over to the car, and immediately assessed the damage.  Abrasions on my hand and arm, possibly my elbow.  Somehow jammed the nail on my middle finger, or bent it back, or something because it is numb.  Ankle... ok, I think.  If I rolled it, it's minor.  Turned on the heat for comfort.

Go and run my errand, and realize I'm actively bleeding, but not hemorrhaging.  I can walk, my ankle is fine, the middle finger is regaining feeling.

Once I got home, was able to take off my long sleeves, I get a better look.  It's not life threatening, but it hurts like a mother.

Don't do a Google image search on "wounds".  Trust me.

I hate falling down.  I take at least one good tumble a year, and it takes longer and longer to bounce back each time.

Other than that, things are good.  Work is good.  Crazy, but good.  I genuinely respect and appreciate my boss.  We are pushing through some serious chaos, but she is great about sharing information.  I cannot believe my good luck.

Mom is having a birthday party for her boyfriend tonight.  About 20 people, I think.  I feel bad that we didn't go, but... work night, four hours away.  It's times like this that I wish travel portals existed.  I assume time travel is possible, but we haven't figured it out yet.  I wish they'd get on that.

We are heading to the Ryman tomorrow to see John Mulaney.  I think he's so damn funny - I cannot wait.  I bought tickets about four months ago...

So, finally, tonight  - PK Subban is the guest on The Daily Show.  I'm stoked!

That's it for me.  I'm going to visualize healing and get some rest.