After a busy morning preparing for Bunco Saturday night, cleaning cat boxes, feeding the zoo, and other morning chores I decided to take Honey for a walk. We walked a block and on the way I fell. I like to say I kissed the sidewalk but actually I was preparing to step down in the street across from the house and down I went face first. A man in a truck stopped and help me stand. The was blood all over but all I could think of was where was Honey my dog.
A ll could say was where was Honey. He assured me she was in the yard . She had crossed the street, slipped in under the gate and was waiting for me. A neighbor from the corner came down and walked me across the street into my yard and the man who had picked up then left. I walked into the house, woked David and started wiping the blood. David wanted to take me to the doctor but I had him try to reach Cindy by phone. She was in a meeting and been told to turn her phone off. So I sat and dabbed my face. David stayed right by me and tried to reach Cindy again. I don’t know if he finally got her or if she called in then came home.
After looking me over she decided we would go the the hospital so we did. To make a long story short I was finally admitted. This started with a round of tests which determined my butt was staying over for observation. (they were afraid I may have suffered a stoke or something.)
I was finally released yesterday afternoon when it was decided I have a great heart and the damaged was a fractured bone in my nose. So here I sit this morning after a good night’s sleep, after a shower last night, and Cindy having put Neosporin on my abrasions last night and this morning before she left for work, shaking her finger at me saying do nothing but rest. I will probably sit in my room and read because to me that is resting.
How much reading I’ll do depends on if I need my glasses or not . But as they say I will cross that bridge( a pun son) when I come to it!
Have a great day and step carefully and lightly not like me.