Teats on a Bull

Hi. My name is Tacie and I’m a klutz.

The town I work in recently redid all the sidewalks and curbs with very nice brick sidewalks and granite curbs.  The upgrades look very nice and very historic. However, when the curbs get wet they get slicker then snot covered ice. We’ve had a dry spell lately so the grease and grime and oil have had a chance to build up the curbs.

Enter the monsoon.  We are in the middle of almost 24 hours of pretty steady rain.  The local creeks and rivers are flooding (the Brandywine Creek is estimated to crest 14 feet over flood stage tomorrow at 3 pm).  We had tornado warnings until 7 pm tonight – thank God none appeared.  But it hasn’t stopped raining and is predicted to go until at least 1 am.  And since weathermen can’t tell what the weather is doing unless their head is out a window (I have a weather cat who is more accurate – but that’s a post for another day) who know when it will end.

Enter the clutz.  I was walking from my parking garage to my office when I went tushy over tincups on one of those slicker than snot curbs.  I was wearing flip flops and I really went down hard on my left knee and I twisted my right ankle.  I just thank God for 2 things – 1 it wasn’t pouring when I went down so I only got slightly wet and 2 my coworker Bob was right behind me.  Thank you Bob!!! Make that 3 things… I didn’t rip or tear or soil any of my clothing.  Bob helped me up and would have waited and walked up to the office with me, but I shooed him along.  After all – it took me quite a while to get to the office and there was no sense on both of us being late!

I did manage to make it all day at the office.  I iced my swollen ankle and put a big old band aide on my skinned knee.  Which involved walking (limping) down the hall to the ladies room in my barefeet.  I wasn’t putting those rotten flip flops back on.  And don’tcha know, I ran smack dab into the HR director!  But I was with my boss discussing my injuries.  What I didn’t realize until I home was how swollen my knee is.  WOW! It’s huge. Which explains why it hurts so much and won’t bend much. I must have hit the edge of the curb or something.  So here I sit on the couch, ice pack (aka bag of frozen corn) on my left knee and right ankle wrapped in an ace bandage.  And it really is an Ace bandage.

Here’s the fun part.  We only have 1 bathroom – upstairs.  And walking up the stairs is just not fun.  Since my left knee doesn’t bend without pain. I’m guess a doctor’s visit is in my very near future if I can’t get the swelling down. Assuming I can get back across the Brandywine.  I’ve been upstairs twice tonight.  Next time I’m not coming back downstairs.  Or I’ve gotta get a port-o-potty down in the living room so I don’t have to keep going up and down.  Up is a lot easier than down. I’ve been coming down on my butt.

Thank you BP! I would not have made it into the office today without you. And thanks for checking up on me to make sure I was still alive and kicking.  And with that… I gotta use the bathroom – again.  And my frozen corn isn’t.