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Showing posts with label injury. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

I Ran Into A Door, That's My Story...


I carefully looked for a photo that matched my day but could not find one.  You shall have to enjoy my icy statue and hear my sad tale with no suitable photo.

I haven't griped in a while and I knew y'all were missing that so here it is.

My morning started at four am, yes, that's not early but it is for me.  I can fit two more hours of sleep into my morning when allowed.  Gen, my latest foster dog has started sleeping beside my bed.  This is fine except when she decides she must go out at four AM.  No, Gen, hush, go to sleep, shush, be quiet.  None of this worked and a cold nose hit me with a talking whine and a few spin arounds so I had to get up.

I don't know why I didn't let her out the front door but I didn't.  That would have been simple and safer.  I usually walk through the house in the dark with no problem, not this morning, under my feet, making me stumble.  I guess Gen wasn't sure I was really gonna let her out.

I travel through the kitchen into Den's tv room, den, add-on, what ever it is called and toward that outside door.  Unknown to me or more likely just forgotten by me, Hubby had laid a small blanket in front of the door because he felt a draft (wuss).  I go to this door since it is the normal dog in, dog out door.

I open the door, now get this, I look down, IN THE DARK, to see what is holding the door.  I can't see!  It's dark!  Can you tell I am still asleep?  The door only opens about three inches and stops.  I jerk the door, yes, right into my face!  At least I was looking down or my nose would be broken.  Both of my brow bones have large cuts where I busted the skin with the force of the door.   The dog goes out to potty and I turn to go back to bed.  I think, darn, my head hurts and I feel over my right eye, BIG knot.

I go back to bed, look at the clock and say ahhh, an hour and a half to sleep.

Later, we wake for the day, Hubby is wondering what is wrong with my face.  This is when I discovered I had really hurt myself.  I said I ran into the door.  I had always heard this as an excuse but have never been able to use it.  Both brow bones have quarter size, skin broken spots and the right is really sore.  Don't know if my eyes will black but I know no one will believe me when I say I ran into a door.

How was your morning?
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