I had a bad day today. First off my mom passed out on Tuesady for no apparent reason, so they scheduled her for an echo-cardiogram (I have no idea if I spelled that right!!). Leaving this morning in the pouring rain I slipped and fell. I reached out to grab a box on my porch to steady myself. I now have a HUGE black and blue mark on my arm, and it didn't stop me from falling so I have a HUGE black and blue mark all down my butt and leg.
It's flooding here, so I tried to drive around a huge puddle and went over a curb. It popped the seal on the tire and made the tire go flat. Changed to the spare, took the tire to Sheetz, pumped it back up. Got under the canopy to change the tire back. This jerk comes out and yells at me for blocking the pumps (I wasn't).
Finally get to the hospital and this nurse asks me what happened to my arm. I told her I fell. She wants to take a look at it. I told her it was nothing compared to the one on my butt. She takes me to a room to examine it and she asks me if I had been beaten. I was stressed and tired and hurt and I started to cry. I told her no, but then she just kept questioning. I had to talk to three people before they would believe me that I just fell.
First, what would you have done? Said?
Second, it got me thinking about all the falls my kids have. If they were so pushy and stuff with me what would they have done if it had been one of the kids? I know I shouldn't have burst into tears and that was the reason for her pushing, but Holy Cow!!