Secondly, I would have posted all of this earlier, but Iâ€™ve been in too much pain. The night they were born, I was too tired to post right away. Yesterday, a friend of mine came up to visit me and Quigley (she loves bunnies). As she was leaving, I was helping her carry a few things out to her car. I was coming back in and I dropped a hair tie on the stairs. As I turned around, my foot slipped and I fell. I slammed down right on my ass, and then slammed down a few more steps before I could grab anything to stop myself. It hurt so badly. I just sat there, tears running down my face. I havenâ€™t had a fall that bad in some years. I jarred myself pretty badly, but nothing is hurt but my butt and my pride a bit. I collected my shoes (theyâ€™d flown off of my feet and down the rest of the stairs) and my damn hair tie, and limped back up to my apartment. The very first thing I did was take some damn painkiller. The second was to take down my pants and look at my ass in the mirror. Sure enough, there was a nice purple bruise already forming. I slept on my tummy last night, and my right ass cheek is still quite purple and green this morning. Ow.
It's a street in a strange world.