By Heather O.
This is a guest post by the Mother of the Wild Boys. I also wanted to say that with Sarah on her way to have her baby, The Wiz and Tracy M. in the midst of moving craziness, if y’all don’t want to spend all your time with little ‘ol me, we could use another guest post or two. You can reach me at heather at mormonmommywars dot com. Happy reading!
I went to visit a friend whom I hadn’t seen in some time. I had already knocked when I realized that I had left something in my car. She answered, and then waited for me in the doorway as I turned to trot down the driveway to my car. I took 2 steps and then it happened…
I tripped on a rather large crack in the driveway and had the slow-mo fall! At first I thought, “Oh dear, I guess I will catch myself on my hands and feet!”…As I continued to fall, I realized, “Oh, I guess it will be more like my hands and knees!” The time dragged on, and as I came to see that I had no hope of catching myself…I ended up doing a full belly-flop onto the concrete!
The way I landed can only be described as “sprawled out”. I hit my chin, crushed my chest (ouch!), bruised a rib, hip, and knee, scraped open the palms of both hands, got a rugburn on one knee, gouged open one finger, and inflicted two large gashes on the front of my left hand (which I think might scar). I actually think there was a moment where my legs were above my head, in the air!
FLASHBACK: In high school, my best friend and I discussed what we would do if we ever fell during a drill team performance. The choices were:
1. Jump back up and continue as if nothing had happened
2. Run and hide
3. Lay there and pretend you’re dead.
We both agreed that the show must go on and we would jump back up, but there have been many times since where we have each wanted to lie there and fake that we were dead! So, I went with “jumping back up”. I think I said something like, “Wow, that was quite a fall!” I looked back to see my dear friend facing toward the inside of the house, so I don’t know if she missed the whole fiasco, or if she was turning her face to spare me the humiliation of seeing her laugh out loud!
Do you have an embarrasing story that can top this?
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