Monday, April 21, 2008
making lemons out of lemonade
Yesterday was a gorgeous sunny beautiful day here in St Louis
so hubby and I loaded the car with our respective choices of gear for making use of the trails (paved) over at Lake Creve Coeur, and went on our merry way.
I strapped on my K2's
put on my wrist guards, and agreed with hubby that we'd meet back at the car in two hours (he was going riding on his bike).
you can guess where this is going?
20 minutes later, I fell for the first time ever on rollerblades, and I've been rollerblading for 9 years.
I need to take this moment to publicly acknowledge and thank the perfect strangers who stopped in succession to help me yesterday. The trail system, on a beautiful spring day, is as crowded a place as there is in St Louis - but I'd gone off on a remote spur to get my legs under me for the first time out this year. It was at least 5 minutes before anyone came along...which is maybe ok, since it took me that long to figure out if I was willing to try to move.
A family of 4 stopped, I gave the woman my car keys and she rode her bike to the parking lot, found my car, and got out my Tiva's and brought them back to me while her husband helped me to get my skates off, then helped me to stand.
Then they went off riding, and I began the longest walk of my life, to get back to the parking lot, (which was only a mile back) carrying my skates. Another woman came along and took my skates from me, rode them back to the parking lot and left them where I could pick them up when I got there. They were so heavy I think I might have left them at the side of the trail if she hadn't offered that service to me.
Then another woman, walking the other way, turned around and walked with me, (inched is more like it), and stayed with me until my husband came along.
Many thanks to each of them.
Xray's at the ER confirmed I have a broken coccyx (tailbone), as well as a mild concussion and a sprained wrist. Thank Heavens for the wrist guards, or else I'd have another shattered wrist. This time it's the right one.
Vicodin is good stuff.
However, this little outing has put a real crimp in my life for the coming weeks
I'm to lie on in whatever position I can manage for 2 days - which is mostly on my side, on the couch. I've got Vicodin for 5 days.
I've got audio books, real books, and a television.
and a bit of frustration.
The Anna Sui fabric for a dress that I cut out Friday and Saturday, the knit top sitting on top on my machine table that is my moms that needs stitching before I can stitch anything else- she's taking it to Greece in a few weeks, the skirt that I also need to finish putting the lining into for D, which was to be stitched before stitching my dress - all is on hold.
I'm afraid so is my Girls weekend in Chicago next weekend.
I'll have to see how I'm doing on Thursday. I might be able to go if I take the train up- I'm fairly certain I won't be able to sit long enough to drive.