k. Please get out a pencil and a piece of paper and work the following equation:
1 hip-36 year old mom +
1 adventurous 11 year old +
2 foot-powered scooters +
1 dare from an 11 year old to a 36 year old to race =
Did you get this answer?
Yes. That's me after a fall on the sidewalk shortly after Jonathon challenged me to a race today. I was wearing a helmet but unfortunately I wasn't wearing knee pads or a chin pad.
I don't think anything is broken but yes it does hurt when I talk, eat, wiggle my nose, walk.
My friend Judy, who is an RN, came over and evaluated me. If I can't walk tomorrow I'll go to the doctor.
For tonight I'll lay on the couch completely bored with my leg elevated and a bag of frozen brussel sprouts on my chin.
This really is depressing because tonight is the first night of the youth's Wednesday night supper ministry at the church that I am managing. Or suppose to be managing. My heros, Lance and Jonathon, are there now with my co-manager cooking up Sloppy J's for a bunch of hungry teenagers.
Lance is a great nurse-maid but he can't help but laugh a little. I plan to be on the treadmill tomorrow morning. Atleast that is my type-A goal. Sitting around just isn't my style!