2015 was rough, especially December. January? Really rough. Let’s summarize…
December 25, my weak ankle gave out on some stairs and I re-injured the twice previously injured ligaments. Three injuries in 15 months. A boot was in order.
January 11, I fell from the top rung of a five foot tall ladder. A set of metal shelves broke my fall. You know, the kind that holds 200 pounds on each shelf. Miraculously, I was able to dis-entangle myself from the ladder, get up, and go back into the house (I was in the garage.) Once there, I realized I was hurt and needed medical attention. A quick call to a friend and I was whisked to urgent care. Somehow I managed to NOT get a concussion, but the lump on the back of my head was epic. So were the bruises on my arm and legs. And the cuts. I’ve never had a head injury before. It’s a little life changing. At one point, both legs were all shades of a bruise from the knee down. I had a huge bruise on my backside. I kept my arm covered so as not to gross people out. Ya, epic.
January 17, I woke up coughing. Every cough hurt my already hurting head. That cough turned into two weeks (and counting) of a nasty bug that really knocked me down.
February 1, I declared a Do-Over! I am moving past all that crap. The lump on my head is much smaller. I am able to to do more without it hurting or burning. My ankle is slowly healing. I’m still coughing, but I feel like I can re-enter the human race again (slowly…)
I turn 50 on Saturday. It’s time to begin the next phase. Injury free. Healthy.
Fifty! Set! GO!
(These were taking the day of the “ladder incident”, and I didn’t take more. These were bad enough. They got much darker and uglier before they got better. They are almost gone now.)