beautress
Always Faithful
Monday was awful. In addition to everything else, I had put off grocery shopping and needed protein. But before I got there, I remembered that if you eat before you go shopping, it's less likely you will be tempted to buy more than your list. So as I was driving along, it started raining buckets, and it turned colder than usual when the buckets full were working their way down. Well, I got to my favorite place, Cloud Nine, and got out of the truck, when the rain intensified. There were 2 little steps up to the store with 5 tables, and I slipped when a couple of buckets splashed down at the same time, went crashing forward, landed on both hands and hit my noggin good. It took a minute to get up, and the buckets kept pouring down, still stunned, and walked through the door. The proprietor, a certified Homeopathic Doctor, Sprayed my swollen hand, forehead lump, and thumb on the other hand, and said the Arnica Spray would lessen the swelling. I went on home, because I had no appetite, and I hurt too bad to go shopping. I hit a low for the year when I got home, but at least my sweet puppy Song cheered me up, and she seemed to know where it hurt, because she started licking my hands and forehead. She isn't even a year old, bless her sweet little usually naughty heart, so I dried off, changed from my soaking wet pantsuit into dry jeans and longsleeved tshirt, took 1 aspirin to keep the blood swellings from clotting, and fell asleep for a couple of hours. The pain went away sometime yesterday, and today, I'm feeling okay, but I hate it when I can't use my hands to open doors, get through the doggie barrier to keep Miss Song out of the carpeted areas of the house until she is housebroken. She is definitely the prettiest dog I've ever had, and she's still growing a little more each week. I couldn't crochet for 2 days, but today It was if nothing bad had ever happened to my right hand, with only the thumb still hurting. I don't use my left hand much in crocheting, but as a discipline, decided not to crochet more than a row with an hour between rows of doing nothing. The left hand looks less like a mitt than it did 2 days ago, and is feeling better. And the bump on my forehead only hurts when I rub it to see if the swelling went down. It pretty much did. It wasn't raining like that when I left the house to go shopping, but I swear by the time I got to the sandwich/health supplement shop, I blame the fall on the way the water was coming in exactly like cold buckets of water hurled down at an accelerated rate causing my slipping and crashing. I'm fine now, but for a while, I was typing with one finger on one of the Writing Boards here. I'm a Haiku freak, and I love the way the 17 counts lilt into 3 lines with 5-7-5 syllables allowed in sequence. I guess in a nutshell, this week was like "Old age isn't for sissies."
I'm just fine now, and am ready to get on with taking it easy while I have a good excuse. ![laughing0301 :laughing0301: :laughing0301:](/styles/smilies/new/laughing0301.gif)
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