Well, I wasn't going to blog about this incident for fear of upsetting our parents, but tonight as I was getting ready for bed, I realized I simply had to.
This morning while Tanner was at work I decided that it wouldn't be too much for me to hang a curtain. Pretty simple really. I grabbed the drill a couple of screws and climbed onto a stool. The first couple of screws went in rather easily and I was thrilled that I was making such great progress. I moved over to the next bracket. Unfortunately it was on the right side, so I had to hold the drill at a funny angle and push into the screw. Well, the stool slipped out from under me and I came crashing down with a sickening thud. Since I was next to the window there was nothing to grab on to, no wall to slide against to slow the fall and even the window pane was too far out of reach because of the angle that I was at. Kate was in the room, and she ran over to see if I was okay. I groaned and groaned and groaned. She started to cry because she was certain I was dying. The only thing I could manage to say when she asked if I was all right was, "Uuugh.." After a few minutes I managed to eek out "I'm-o-kay. Just-move-the chair." Still crying, she obediently moved the chair that I had knocked over as I fell, and I groaned as I slowly checked to make sure that all of my limbs were still working. I kept praying that I wouldn't have to coach her through a 911 call. The worse part was that I had landed hard on my left hand with the drill under me and I was concerned that I might have managed to break an arm. Oooh! Aaah! Ouch!
Since I'm typing this blog at lightening speed, you can all rest assured that nothing was broken, just a couple of really big bruises, an arms length scrape and some sore muscles. But here's the part that made me decide to write about this. I've heard of goose eggs on the head, but have you had a goose egg on your thigh? Well, I now know that it is entirely possible to have a goose egg the size of a very large softball smack dab in the middle of your thigh.
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