At the behest of my office mate Light Bright, I am doing a
series this week on “People Falling… and Not in Love.” Since yesterday got away
from me and I never posted, today I will give you two stories about me,
personally, falling. The first story happened just a couple of weeks ago, right
after choir practice, when I somehow missed the bottom step and fell right on
my knee. I saw Luxuli watching me through the door, and I was mightily
embarrassed, but she was just wondering if I was OK. Good thing it was the
bottom step! My knee hurt for a week. Imagine if it had been the top stair that
I missed!
In fact, that was almost what happened in my other story,
which happened years ago. I was carrying a full laundry basket down some
carpeted stairs, and maybe two steps down I slipped and fell on my bum all the
way down the stairs. At the bottom I was a little dazed but basically fine.
Truthfully, I seem to have issues with stairs; twice I have fallen on them and
sprained my ankle, so that time I got off easy. It’s enough to make me think I
should always live on the ground floor and not have a basement.
Tomorrow: more people falling!
Famous Hat
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