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Last night sort of sealed the week as being one that I don't want to have again.
As I am going down the stairs, I manage to slip. It's four stairs. But they're carpeted and I'm wearing socks. So as I am falling, I slam my head on the ceiling (the ceiling is lower as you go down the stairs, but it's a square ceiling instead of a slope) so hard that I fall backwards. I then slam the back of my head onto the stairs and in turn, slam my upper back on the lower stairs.
I cannot begin to describe the amount of panic and pain that I was in. It's a cross between panic and pain and having the wind knocked out of me. I'm surprised I didn't pass out. So I am sitting at the bottom of the stairs in a hysterical state, screaming for DH. He's outside and it sends DS7 into a panic. I yell for him to get his daddy and when DH comes in the house, he comes to my aid. He had me wiggle my toes and move my legs. Thankfully, I could move both. I immediately get the worst headache ever and manage to stand back up.
This morning, I wake up in sheer pain. I can't really move my neck or my upper back. I've spent the entire day taking it easy, but yawning hurts. I can't lift both of my arms up to even fold a blanket. My right shoulder got knocked pretty hard last night and that's the one I injured in 1999, so I'm concerned about that. I've had muscle spasms and shooting pains through my arms and upper back all day.
I think the house is cursed.
So here's a warning:
Be careful when walking down the stairs. I suggest wearing slippers with knobs on the bottom.
As I am going down the stairs, I manage to slip. It's four stairs. But they're carpeted and I'm wearing socks. So as I am falling, I slam my head on the ceiling (the ceiling is lower as you go down the stairs, but it's a square ceiling instead of a slope) so hard that I fall backwards. I then slam the back of my head onto the stairs and in turn, slam my upper back on the lower stairs.
I cannot begin to describe the amount of panic and pain that I was in. It's a cross between panic and pain and having the wind knocked out of me. I'm surprised I didn't pass out. So I am sitting at the bottom of the stairs in a hysterical state, screaming for DH. He's outside and it sends DS7 into a panic. I yell for him to get his daddy and when DH comes in the house, he comes to my aid. He had me wiggle my toes and move my legs. Thankfully, I could move both. I immediately get the worst headache ever and manage to stand back up.
This morning, I wake up in sheer pain. I can't really move my neck or my upper back. I've spent the entire day taking it easy, but yawning hurts. I can't lift both of my arms up to even fold a blanket. My right shoulder got knocked pretty hard last night and that's the one I injured in 1999, so I'm concerned about that. I've had muscle spasms and shooting pains through my arms and upper back all day.
I think the house is cursed.
So here's a warning:
Be careful when walking down the stairs. I suggest wearing slippers with knobs on the bottom.
