Hello All, thats how I looked after I fell down the very steep hill (mountain) in front of our building. I am not sure who did the engineering on this project, but I know for a fact that all the basement apartments have sump pumps in them.
So it had been raining for about 4-5 days, I was going out to work on the Ark (lol), I was walking the dog, but we have had an unusual amount of rain all summer and into the fall and now going into winter. As I steered the dog toward the grassy area, which is about 6" out then it simply drops and the hill goes luckily for me, right into the hvac units (there are 4 per building), so after tumbling down because I leaned to far over, getting something out of the wonderful lovely dog my daughter has. I landed at the bottom directly in front of the 1st hvac unit. So, never letting go of the precious dog, I never wanted, I (and only I can say this about myself) threw myself around, all the while mud flying about, it was then I realized I could not pick myself up.
Of course I kew this, thats why I dont take baths anymore, just showers, I am not ready to suffer the humiliation of have someone come pick me up out of the bath tub. So at this point, I realized I needed help, so sitting in a pile of mud about 2 inches thick, I began screaming "HELP" several times until someone older than I am and in a robe came out to ask about calling 911. I said no, but could you find someone that could help pick me up.
She goes in the office (rental) and comes out with a young man who appeared to be 140lbs soaking wet, with a lovely suit and tie on. I begged him, "please dont try to pick me up I weight ...lbs, (it was way more than 140lbs.) Nevertheless this young man came down, put both his arms under mine and then I also grabbed a part of the hvac and up I was. At this point, the thing I had hurt the most was my dignity. Sadly more was to come.
After I got in my apart. which this young man walked me all the way to. I checked most of my vital areas of pain. A little more bruised but, heh, I would live. That night I woke up screaming in pain, as every time I tryed to take a deep breath, a sharp pain would shot under my left breast. My appt. was only one more week away, so I said well, I can live with it, no biggy. WRONG, turns out I had a most diffficult time with what I thought was a bruised rib. Yesterday, after x-ray, it was a little more than bruised, it had a hairline little tiny crack. It amazed me that this tiny little crack could cause so much pain.
Again, its like until you are aware you are using it, well, its just not possible to be that painful. Once again I was wrong. Not only does it hurt to breath, reach, turn, etc, etc. it takes at least 6 weeks to 3 months to heal.
I will spare you all of the words that sprang from my mouth, some I didnt know I knew when I heard that.
So, here I am with a, darn you know those brown things they wrap around ankles and such. But the strange thing is, I still feel better knowing what it is. Somehow that makes it hurt less.
Sorry to inform everyone I will be pulling out of the summer olympic summer games, but such is life. lol
Thanks so much everyone for your prayers and hopes for my well being, it worked, I feel much better, so thank you again.
Everyone take care and hope all are feeling as good as possible. Luv and smooches to all,
Kathy