That's when it happened. I decided to walk through one of the buildings to avoid the ice outside. However, as I turned the corner in the hallway, I slipped and fell on some melted ice. My cute, Dooney-Burke slid across the hall, and there I was on my knees. Well, thank goodness no one was around to see this....Ah, but had there been, a possible law suit might have been easy to win...and I could have been a millionaire!
Not the case, however. I picked myself up, dusted myself off, and started all over again, heading toward the ATM for a couple of 20's. When I returned, I noticed the area of my foot that hit the floor was swelling, hurting....a lot! Now, it is a lovely shade of bluish-green, throbbing and determining exactly how I maneuver this crazy frozen world. I have some old crutches, which have come in handy, and I just know that this, too, shall pass.
Now, here is the irony of the situation. I am now applying ice to this swollen entity at the southern end of my person....ice! ....that which caused this condition in the first place. Full circle.
*** Having visited the hospital, I am now learning to navigate with crutches, for this little spill has resulted in 2 broken bones in my left foot. Should be interesting!
