You may recall that Sue took a mighty tumble before Christmas. She landed on her face, and weeks later, she still has some bruising and swelling.
Now, I have gone and done the same thing. Thankfully, I didn’t land on my face but on my side. I don’t bruise like Sue; in fact, I scarcely bruise at all. While she turns purple-black, twelve hours later I can hardly see the two fairly large but very faintly discoloured patches on my right buttock and upper leg. Even the soreness in my lower extremities has subsided a lot overnight. However, as sat in my chair playing my usual games of Sudoku on my tablet this morning, my shoulder hurt every time that I lifted my finger to make an entry.
Apparently, Sue and I did the same thing. She tripped over the laces of her boots, and so did I. Well, I didn’t trip over the laces on her boots but on mine. lol
Neither of us laced them up for a quick trip outside, in my case just to spend ten minutes clearing snow.
“What’s that” you ask. “You didn’t lace up your boots? And this was after Sue fell doing the same thing? Are you crazy?”
Well yes, I probably am crazy, but I am not as stupid as it seems.
These boots go on forever, and neither of us wanted to take the time to lace them all of the way for a quick trip outside, Now, both Sue and I are smart enough to have stuffed our laces way inside our boots. But I had, unwittingly, left a little little loop hanging outside of one of the eyelets — not much and not on purpose, you understand. I had been careful to stuff most of the very long laces right under my foot inside the boot, but I missed tightening this little bit.
Said boots have hooks and not the usual eyelets on the top three holes (not holes). So what happened was that little bit of lace from one boot snagged on one of the hooks on the other boot, and down went AC. It happened in a kind of slow motion, but I was helpless and there was nothing I could do to stop the fall.
I landed between the stairs and the car in the garage. I suspect that my side hit the stairs on the way down before I hit the floor. I would like to see a replay of the fall because it seemed to happen in slow motion. I don't have that, but I do have these pictures from outside just before the fall down go boom occurred.
We have both emerged from our falls without major damage, which is about all that you can ask when a 75 year-old takes a tumble.