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At about 9am this morning, I fell down a flight of stairs and landed on a concrete floor. I was heading down into the basement of my brother's house and my feet slipped out from under me. When I picked myself up, tunnel vision hit and I broke out into a very hot sweat. Falling down a flight of stairs was a first for me. Hopefully, it will also be a last.
So far, I don't think I suffered too much damage. Apparently, I didn't break my neck and none of my extremities ended up being wrapped around my throat. There is a good deal of bruising to my right wrist and my derrière. How I managed to land upright on my keister is beyond me.
Although the ordeal turned out to be a literal pain in the a**, I am amazed that I'm not dead. Too bad Christmas is already over or I'd give people the gift of taking out an AD&D Insurance policy on me.
Self Hazardously Yours,
Gehanna
So far, I don't think I suffered too much damage. Apparently, I didn't break my neck and none of my extremities ended up being wrapped around my throat. There is a good deal of bruising to my right wrist and my derrière. How I managed to land upright on my keister is beyond me.
Although the ordeal turned out to be a literal pain in the a**, I am amazed that I'm not dead. Too bad Christmas is already over or I'd give people the gift of taking out an AD&D Insurance policy on me.
Self Hazardously Yours,
Gehanna