I had to go and create more for myself. What a dolt...
Today has already been an interesting day. I woke up at 5, did NOT want to be up. Came into the den hoping to rest some more.
The couch, as I suspected was too uncomfortable. So I came in to the scraproom, put the coffee on, took my meds and came back into my scraproom to keep working. I checked my email, made some coffee, read some emails, got some more coffee and decided to work on my ribbons. Taking them all down and getting them better taken care of in ribbon boxes I bought. Well, in order for me to reach the back row, I had to stand on a step stool. My step stool is a little tykes chair. A pink one that I have just for me as a foot rest under my desk (my desk is very high - 30 inches off the floor - to accommodate my standing when I scrap both paper scrapping and digital scrapping.
Anyhow, I stood the stool on some unfolded boxes (you know - still folded up flat) and stepped onto the chair. And that's when it happened. As though it was slow motion and taking place in pictures being snapped in succession.
I lost my balance, the chair tilted off the edge of the boxes, my footing was lost, and down I started. It's a good thing I'd moved so much of my stuff already or I'd have been impaled and killed for sure. Instead, I balled up on the way down like an armadillo like I had some kind of armor that would save me. What a dolt. There again, if I hadn't, the way I hit, I'd have surely broken my neck. Instead, I hit the floor head first, with the back of my head and neck hitting - HARD. So hard in fact it bounced me up into the air and I flipped over. I've never, in three car accidents ever hurt so much ever. I've fallen plenty in my life as you know, but never ever have I felt like that. I kept ice on it for the first hour or so and it it better, but it's really swollen and my head has one monster of a headache. My eyes are a bit fuzzy and I'm keeping myself awake. I've had a concussion before and this is one I'm sure. My pupils are not responding well to light and I'm woozy. I have an appointment tomorrow at my pain management doctor's and hopefully he will be able to help me out then. I can't take anything because I'm on other meds that would interfere. Beside, hopefully the prednisone will help shrink any inflammation that is resulting.
Needless to say, my step stool days are definitely through. What an idiot. I must think I'm indestructible (you mean I'm not?????) and at my age am plenty old enough to know better. At any rate, my ribbons are now finished and I"m rearranging my cabinet shelves to get my albums out for display on the shelves as well as other things that should have been out all along so I have a place to put other things. I would like to display my ribbons, they're so pretty, so it's going to take a bit or reorganizing to get them out in the open so I can see all that glorious color.
Unfortunately I doubt that will happen today. I'm in an insane amount of pain. From my head to my neck to my shoulders to my back, it's ridiculous. I'm ridiculous... what a dolt..... (slowly shaking head... very very slowly.........)