I'm a wife and mother with a full-time job who also has two Arabian dressage horses. This is how I fit it all in. Or try to.
Monday, February 21, 2011
I took a fall
Yup. That's a picture of my back and the big honkin' bruise and road rash I got from falling last Friday. And I wasn't wearing my helmet! But I have a really good excuse!
See, I didn't fall off a horse. I didn't even fall AT the barn. I fell getting out of the shower. Here is how it all went down -
I got out of the shower and, as usual, dried of as much as I could while I was still inside the shower - you know, cause inside the shower is still toasty warm. When only my feet were still wet I stepped out of the shower and onto the bath mat. Then I started to dry one of my feet. I had just picked it up and wrapped the towel around it when I leaned back too far and lost my balance. I quickly put the foot I was drying back down, but then a bunch of things happened all at once.
The foot hit the tile floor and not the bath mat, and either the foot or the floor was wet. The foot slid out from under me, so instead of catching me while I was falling it sort of helped catapult me backwards. I tried to put my hands back to catch myself, but they were all caught up in the towel so they were of no use to me. I fell back against the counter of the sink, and then slid down the sharp edge of the counter, grating my skin on the way down. I landed on the floor, wedged between the toilet and the sink, with the scale tipped up over my shins and my butt in the garbage can.
I fell kinda hard, and made such a racket that the cats, which usually hang around when I take a shower, ran for their lives. When I got myself untangled from the bathroom accessories my ears were ringing. I did a quick check to make sure I wasn't broken, and then I looked at my back in the mirror.
Then I started to laugh. I wish SO much that I'd had the whole thing on camera. I'm sure I looked ridiculous! Somehow I bashed my left leg up a bit. I'm not even sure what I hit it on, since I went down in such a spectacular heap. But I sure banged it on something cause it's got three nice bruises on it. I giggled for a bit and then, of course, posted the pic to Facebook and called Craig to have him look at the picture. He was concerned that I'd hit my head and didn't know it. I'm pretty sure I didn't hit my head.
Good thing too. I really don't want to wear my helmet in the shower.