New personal record


Today I fell at the exact same spot I fell earlier this year on January 28th, on the sidewalk between a Buddhist temple and Keeaumoku McDonald’s. It’s an irregular stretch of sidewalk, a tree’s roots is probably pushing it up, and its big round and rolly-polly seeds are all over. I probably stepped on one, it gave under the heel of my shoe and down I went.

It’s as though a fury resides there. Today was the day it decided to push me. Was it delighted? Ever since I fell there the last time, I’ve been careful about navigating that spot. Unfortunately, I missed something this time.

It’s always embarrassing to fall. I like to wear little boots because I feel safe with the extra letter wrapped around my ankles. I watch my feet carefully when I take the stairs at work. I am always looking down, because I’ve learned the hard way. I’m actually quite an accomplished faller. Today I landed on my right hand and right knee. I skinned my knee without ripping the fabric of my pants. I stubbed my little boot’s toe. Someone asked me if I were alright, and I was.

It’s just so odd that it happened at the same place a second time.

And it’s so odd that it was my second fall today. As I was leaving the house, I had my big bag on my right shoulder, my smaller bag on my left shoulder and my iPhone in hand. Normally, I turn out the lights and use the iPhone to get Twitter or G-Mail to light my way. Purposely I said I’ll just get across the house and out the door, no problem. But when I went to step down from the dining room toward the door to go out, both feet got caught on something, both ankles got torqued as did my right arm. I was falling into darkness and I didn’t know what would happen, so at 520 a.m. I yelled out as I went down. I was terrified my Achille’s tendon would pop again. I’m always terrified of that.

That woke John up and he came out to see if I was OK. I was hurting, but I had to catch theBus. I did. Then the rest happened.
Fortunately, the ice machine at work is functioning again. I got myself some ice, took off my boot, propped up my foot on my desk and thanked gawd I wasn’t wearing a pencil skirt today.

A new personal best. Too bad no one was around to applaud. Good thing I’ve never been in anyone’s wedding.

Sometimes we supers have bumpy days, too.

Author: lavagal

Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer is my new opponent. Writer, super sub teacher, triathlete, awesome cook, ocean girl with head-to-toe sun protection.

4 thoughts on “New personal record”

  1. i watch kids, teens and twenties fall and spring up as if they hardly noticed. the older we get, the harder we fall. and since we don’t fall as often as we age, when we do, it seems to be happening in slow-mo. that’s probably to make up for all the falling we didn’t do.

    over the years i’ve busted the same collar bone three times in bike falls. but the last time i was 31. if it happened today, i doubt i’d ever be pain free again.

    i wish for you a teen or twenty-something bounce back from this most exasperating and ironic day. but even if it takes while, keep going like it didn’t. because you may not be able to prevent your body from falling, but your spirit, you can.

    send you cape out to be pressed while you recoup

  2. And I fell again today, at Ross Keeaumoku. The floor was slippery. My foot slid forward and down I went. The OMG factor of fear of breaking something certainly diminishes the embarrassment aspect. I am not embarrassed anymore. I’m just grateful I can get up and get moving again.

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