One small step towards home...One giant leap onto the stairs!

It's truly amazing where one step will get you in life.

I was headed back inside late last night after my husband and I took out the garbage, and I came running around the side of the building and headed up the cement stairway. Yeah, you see where this is going. Well, you see I was trying to "race" my husband inside. I think once I hit 30 or something, that was a foreign concept to my body. You'd think I thought I was Mary Poppins and could fly or some great concept like that. Well after the fact, I really think that is something I should learn. (lol) Anyway, have I made you wait long enough? :-)

As I ran, I came up to the bottom step and it must have been the wrong one becuase the next I knew I was laying on the stairs headed up the stairway. I immediately had pain shooting through my right knee and my right hand. I started crying and my husband was trying to pick me up and bring me upstairs to do the triage in our home, since, after all, Josiah was inside sleeping and we needed to get back inside. So I hobbled up the next flight of stairs with my husband's help and he got me settled onto the couch with 2 icepacks on my leg and knee and one on my hand. He gave me 800mg of advil and sat down beside me. He tried to get my mind of it, but when you're still crying from pain and in shock of the whole situation there really isn't much one can do except hold your hand and rub your other leg. So that is what he did. I turned on the Apprentice and we watched that until the meds kicked in and then we put me to bed and I tried to rest. I think Josiah must have felt the upset as well becuase he got up and wandered out of his bedroom and my hubby put him back in his bed with his favorite stuffed animal and then we all went to sleep. This morning when I woke up we came out to the living room at 6:30 and found our son asleep on the floor, we figured he had cuddled up to the dog. The dog had stood up already when we came out but he was still watching over him. It was almost as if the dog was telling us I took care of him for you, it's ok, don't worry. Golden Retrievers are truly the best "kid" dogs ever! Thank the lord for our Curly-dog today. :-)

Well my finger is starting to throb again so I best get going. And oh yeah I forgot to mention that my sister took me to the dr today and after some xrays, nothing is broken, (even though I thought the most inconsiderate dr ever ranked my leg around), and I have a sprained finger. So I am just severaly bruised and sprained, and I should get better in a few days. I took today and will take tomorrow off work as well, to stay home and heal. I have several stairs at work and do not look forward to that at all. :-( My sister took good care of me today though, she made fabulous rasberry muffins and jasmine tea for me while I slept on her couch. How cool is it that I live so close to my sister that she can take care of me when I am not able to walk? I think she is the best medicine ever! :-)

Blessings to you all!