My walk was lovely until. . . I arrived home, bent over to kiss my dog, and suddenly I was lying on the patio with a bloody nose and mouth. My glasses either hurt or helped—not sure. Bloody fall🤕
Oh my word, Diane! How did I miss this? You poor thing feeling stunned and sore everywhere I bet. My heart goes out to your hubby and dog…trying to help, worried he caused it. Thank you for reminding us to be aware…even though you do it every day, it can happen anyway I guess. Wishing you a quick recovery… and more Southern Comfort as needed! Big hugs, sweet friend. 🤗🤗
Sorry to hear about your fall. However, no matter your age, I hope you are seeing a doctor to rule out any concerns that may have caused the dizziness. It is easy to think it’s just vertigo and something passing but I know when it happened to my MIL and FIL (separately) there were underlying medical issues. For me, when it happened…it was a result of surgeries or a car accident.
Oh my goodness! No kidding: Be safe out there. Love the photo of the tree though! We all want an update on how you are doing. I love how you're so willing to share your bloodied photo: You let us glimpse you life with every post.
Thanks, Mary. I just took my first shower and re-applied medicine. I feel tired, but my hubby said I look better than yesterday. Haha. I have a pump knot on the side of my head and a few bruises, but the only cuts are on my nose and mouth. I told my hubby it was a lovely day to walk.,He said not under quarantine 🤣😎🤣💕
I'm glad to hear you're going to recuperate and no fractures! The uncoordination hit me at 60 yrs old. Heck, everything hit at 60 yrs it seems. I just couldn't see it coming clearly because of the bifocals. Or maybe it was the strands of grey hairs in my eyes. 😉
Oh Diane, you are lucky there were no broken bones. Hope you heal very quickly! Im also extremely careful walking after a hip replacement and a few trip and falls.
This is indeed unfortunate and must have been painful. I was born with the klutzy uncoordinated gene, so I do understand. At a certain age any quick bend of the body causing elevating or dropping the head can be woozy, add that to bad joints and it must be a doozy. Glad to see you’re on the road to recovery and have the honesty to share unpleasantries and embarrassment. And already writing and posting so soon, it must be the orange Gatorade and Southern Comfort. By the way, how does that taste?
Healing thoughts and strength to you. Wow that had to hurt and I feel it because though I’ve got most of my original parts, I’m a notorious klutz and have face planted my way through life (starting at a year old - don’t ask). It’s a shock whenever it happens (though after my fourth ‘trip’ through Paris one year I switched to questionable but sturdy sandals).
Feel better, spoil yourself, demand the bigger share of dessert. 💪💪💪
Oh, golly! That could have been so much worse. Appears you will be OK this time and I’d guess more careful the next although you did not see this fall coming. Best of health and luck in balance and accident recovery and prevention! ❤️🩹
I traveled a few years ago to Virginia Beach to participate in my favorite Uncle and Aunt's 60th wedding anniversary.
As normal, I got up early for a walk -- probably about five miles.
I was in a happy mood; it was sunny but cool; I was looking all around at the trees; I was two blocks from the hotel when my left foot struck an abrupt jut in the sidewalk knocking me flat on my face.
My bloodred face reflected the intensity of feeling around the nose. At the hotel, the lobby raised a fuss and called an ambulance. I went to my room and saw that cleaning up would be in vain.
Now, I was limping, but I wanted to walk to the ambulance. The medics insisted on hoisting me on a gurney, against my protest that the scene would create undue drama in the hotel lobby. From all the bystanders and their gawking, you would have thought CBS News was there reporting on a crime scene.
My cousins and ultimately my dear Uncle visited me in the hospital. After thoroughgoing exam, all was pretty much in order, but I was given a crutch.
Plus, about a quarter of my face (or so it seemed at the time!) was covered in white, cloth bandaging, so it had an overdramatic look of a war injury, which really was WAY EXAGGERATED, but there it is.
I had actually planned to speak at the well-attended Evening Banquet, since I was the only one in the assembly who knew my Aunt and Uncle BEFORE they had married (since they were in my life even as I was a toddler in the late '40s and early '50s).
Needless to say, the facial bandages ruined any credibility I felt I had to speak. So fine words of affection went unsaid in assembly, though certainly expressed to my Uncle and Aunt.
So, this IS an experience one can have from the walks.
Diane K24: We are fortunate . . . not so much in the happy result of the seeming disaster (let's not make TOO much of it! -- It IS embarrassing of course!) -- but in our loved ones; the beauty of life; the heritage of art, music, literature, philosophy that give us spiritual life; and PURPOSE in our lives.
Good grief! I understand. I'm starting to realize I cant move as fast as I used to or would like. Take super good care of yourself...and I'd like to suggest stocking up your bar. 😂😂 ✌️
Oh my word, Diane! How did I miss this? You poor thing feeling stunned and sore everywhere I bet. My heart goes out to your hubby and dog…trying to help, worried he caused it. Thank you for reminding us to be aware…even though you do it every day, it can happen anyway I guess. Wishing you a quick recovery… and more Southern Comfort as needed! Big hugs, sweet friend. 🤗🤗
💕Thanks, Joan. In healing mode and that means I didn’t walk. I’m looking more colorful bluish-purplish-green to showcase the red cuts😎🤣🤣🤣
😂😅Attitude helps! Love your positivity!
Sorry to hear about your fall. However, no matter your age, I hope you are seeing a doctor to rule out any concerns that may have caused the dizziness. It is easy to think it’s just vertigo and something passing but I know when it happened to my MIL and FIL (separately) there were underlying medical issues. For me, when it happened…it was a result of surgeries or a car accident.
Good points, Susan. Yes, I’m checking for causes.
Oh my goodness! No kidding: Be safe out there. Love the photo of the tree though! We all want an update on how you are doing. I love how you're so willing to share your bloodied photo: You let us glimpse you life with every post.
Thanks, Mary. I just took my first shower and re-applied medicine. I feel tired, but my hubby said I look better than yesterday. Haha. I have a pump knot on the side of my head and a few bruises, but the only cuts are on my nose and mouth. I told my hubby it was a lovely day to walk.,He said not under quarantine 🤣😎🤣💕
That sudden loss of the control that we dearly cling to. We are only surprised after the fact.
I know the feeling.
Rest and be well.
Thanks, Malcolm. The irony is that I’m so careful, but I was not walking when I met the concrete!
Down seven times, up right.
I'm glad to hear you're going to recuperate and no fractures! The uncoordination hit me at 60 yrs old. Heck, everything hit at 60 yrs it seems. I just couldn't see it coming clearly because of the bifocals. Or maybe it was the strands of grey hairs in my eyes. 😉
As my husband said, we are having an “old-life-crisis”! 🤣
Oh Diane, you are lucky there were no broken bones. Hope you heal very quickly! Im also extremely careful walking after a hip replacement and a few trip and falls.
Thanks, Joan!
Mega bummer! I hope the worst has passed now.
Tomorrow morning will be slow!
This is indeed unfortunate and must have been painful. I was born with the klutzy uncoordinated gene, so I do understand. At a certain age any quick bend of the body causing elevating or dropping the head can be woozy, add that to bad joints and it must be a doozy. Glad to see you’re on the road to recovery and have the honesty to share unpleasantries and embarrassment. And already writing and posting so soon, it must be the orange Gatorade and Southern Comfort. By the way, how does that taste?
Haha—interesting! Not terrible. I’ll stock up something stronger! Kahlua and milk tonight maybe.
Now that’s a good combination.
Healing thoughts and strength to you. Wow that had to hurt and I feel it because though I’ve got most of my original parts, I’m a notorious klutz and have face planted my way through life (starting at a year old - don’t ask). It’s a shock whenever it happens (though after my fourth ‘trip’ through Paris one year I switched to questionable but sturdy sandals).
Feel better, spoil yourself, demand the bigger share of dessert. 💪💪💪
🤣I like your thinking, Patris!
Trust me the spoiling helps!
Oh no Diane! Stay safe and get a little extra rest.
Pamela, ready for bed and it’s only 9-ish!
Rest well.
I know that you'll be well but I'll still hope you will be just for a little extra insurance, so , be well
Thanks, Scott—let’s try to be safe!
Oh, golly! That could have been so much worse. Appears you will be OK this time and I’d guess more careful the next although you did not see this fall coming. Best of health and luck in balance and accident recovery and prevention! ❤️🩹
Thanks, Judith!
Ouch! I hope you heal quickly. Looks like a nasty cut. Take care of yourself!
Thanks, Sally—I’m lucky I didn’t break bones!
Susan Niemann: OK. I have a similar story.
I traveled a few years ago to Virginia Beach to participate in my favorite Uncle and Aunt's 60th wedding anniversary.
As normal, I got up early for a walk -- probably about five miles.
I was in a happy mood; it was sunny but cool; I was looking all around at the trees; I was two blocks from the hotel when my left foot struck an abrupt jut in the sidewalk knocking me flat on my face.
My bloodred face reflected the intensity of feeling around the nose. At the hotel, the lobby raised a fuss and called an ambulance. I went to my room and saw that cleaning up would be in vain.
Now, I was limping, but I wanted to walk to the ambulance. The medics insisted on hoisting me on a gurney, against my protest that the scene would create undue drama in the hotel lobby. From all the bystanders and their gawking, you would have thought CBS News was there reporting on a crime scene.
My cousins and ultimately my dear Uncle visited me in the hospital. After thoroughgoing exam, all was pretty much in order, but I was given a crutch.
Plus, about a quarter of my face (or so it seemed at the time!) was covered in white, cloth bandaging, so it had an overdramatic look of a war injury, which really was WAY EXAGGERATED, but there it is.
I had actually planned to speak at the well-attended Evening Banquet, since I was the only one in the assembly who knew my Aunt and Uncle BEFORE they had married (since they were in my life even as I was a toddler in the late '40s and early '50s).
Needless to say, the facial bandages ruined any credibility I felt I had to speak. So fine words of affection went unsaid in assembly, though certainly expressed to my Uncle and Aunt.
So, this IS an experience one can have from the walks.
You REALLY have the adventures!
Heal well, my friend!
What a story, Armand! Thanks! We are fortunate!
Diane K24: We are fortunate . . . not so much in the happy result of the seeming disaster (let's not make TOO much of it! -- It IS embarrassing of course!) -- but in our loved ones; the beauty of life; the heritage of art, music, literature, philosophy that give us spiritual life; and PURPOSE in our lives.
We are fortunate, indeed!
Good grief! I understand. I'm starting to realize I cant move as fast as I used to or would like. Take super good care of yourself...and I'd like to suggest stocking up your bar. 😂😂 ✌️
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Gentle hugs and hope you can get lots of rest!
Thanks, Susan 💕