Friday 28 October 2022

bruising

A few days ago, it had been raining. I went out to the summerhouse, and slipped. I went arse over tip, and fell heavily.  It really really hurt.

I'd slipped on some moss or slime, or whatever, that forms there in the autumn and winter months.  

I got up, tried not to cry, and carried on.  Later, I jetwashed the patio to try and remove whatever it was.

It swelled up a bit, and was really quite painful.

The following day was Pilates.  I was OK for most of the class,   but refused to do the floor exercises where I was lying on that side.

Today I coukd feel that the swelling had gone down, but it was still painful.  DH suggested I looked in a mirror.

I think this beats the bruise I got when I was bucked off my bareback pony, Peter.


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