I feel like Gerald Ford on SNL.

Guess what I did today?

I fell down the stairs.

Just call me Grace.

Oh my goodness.
I just started down stairs and somehow
my foot slipped on that first step
and down I went.
Hitting every step on the way down.
With my rear.
I have been so sore since the moment it happened.
And now the soreness is turning into pain.
Mercy me.

So I am fixing to ease my weary bones into a warm bath
and see if that helps any.
The handful of Ibuprofen I took earlier
didn't seem to do much.

You know what happened though?
I was limping around feeling stupid for having had this
happen and I wrote about it on my status on Facebook.
You know how it has your name as the subject of
whatever sentence you would like to write.
So I wrote that I had fallen down the stupid stairs.
Several people commented about this.
One friend of mine from childhood
(who I have been happy to reconnect with
"since Facebook came into my life")
called me. She happens to be an RN too. She asked all
these questions and she felt sorry for me.
(That was nice. I don't have an abundance
of sympathy with the main people in my life.
In fact, no one in my immediate daily life
is any source of real sympathy.)
And then later she called back again and said she
was coming over to get my three older kids
and take them for ice cream. And then she did.
She had them for over two hours.
Wasn't that the nicest thing in the world?
She took them to get ice cream and also to Sonic
and to Walmart where she bought them the
DVD of "The Apple Dumpling Gang." She has twin
daughters who are in high school now and I
think it was "interesting" to her to revisit the
younger years. There are not many people who would
say "I'm coming to get your kids" and I would let
them. But I trust her. Our lives have taken very
different paths, but she is someone I know
and someone I trust.
When they got back, she kept saying over and over,
"Bell, I don't know how you do it."

So while they were gone
I sat down on the couch for a good hour,
just me and my busted bottom.
Oh my goodness. I thought it hurt then,
but it's really hurting now.
As much as I hate to make the trek
AN HOUR AWAY
to the tiny town where my chiropractor is,
I think that's going to have to happen tomorrow.

Watch that first step,
it's a doozy.