I've Hurt Myself Again
Yep, I've managed to klutz myself into another injury. What is up with that? This time I was coming down the stairs (with a 30-pound toddler) and missed the last step. I managed to keep my little boy from harm, but sacrificed my left ankle in the process. Argh!
I hobbled to the doctor today and they took an X-ray. No break at least. Just another blasted sprain that I'll have to rest for a couple weeks and do home exercises for it. I am going to be very careful this time to stay off it as much as possible so that I don't end up with months of problems and more physical therapy. I finally quit the physical therapy for my knees just this week. I have to admit it's not necessarily that I'm healed but just that I'm tired of going and I plan to continue my exercises at home.
What I don't understand is how I am, on the one hand, so very clumsy--falling on the stairs all the time, but on the other hand I'm not totally without grace. I can dance and I love complicated step aerobics choreography. In high school I was in a show choir and had to dance and sing on stage (and even did cartwheels on stage a few times). I did the dancing and stuff well enough (what I sucked at was smiling big) but even back then I would fall down the stairs or trip over cracks in the sidewalks (usually in front of cute boys). Why? Why? Why?
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Oh, honey. It is not because you are graceless -- it is because you are preoccupied. :) I saw you do it plenty of times in college. You are extremely gracefully and coordinated - when you can pay attention (and not haul a 30 pound toddler!). :)
Thanks, Kelly. Brian said the same--he likes to describe me as an absent-minded professor type (even though I'm not actually a professor). I was glad I at least kept Ewan from injury.
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