Sunday Post - I Tripped and Fell Today

I fell a few minutes ago. Of course Melinda and Julia were here to witness my ‘humiliation.’ I felt like a one year old learning to walk. Ha! I went into the bedroom to get something and my foot got tangled up in the bedspread and throw-rug and plop, down I went. Guess that’s what I get for 1 – not making my bed right away, and 2 – not making sure the house was ‘baby-proofed/old lady with new knees’ proofed.

My right knee is swollen, not huge, just enough to say ‘hey, you fell on me and I hurt!’ I can’t tell that anything else happened. It’s weird, but it’s the same knee that Stirling fell against one day, the same knee that has given me many more problems since the surgery than the other one has. The surgeon told me that I can’t hurt the knee – the new parts are glued in tightly, but I can break the plastic knee cap. That was my immediate first concern – how are my knee caps!?

I asked my physical therapist one day what to do if I fell, thinking of the ice and snow we had there in Colorado, and she gave me a demonstration on how to get up without kneeling directly on my knees. It is not an easy thing to do, especially while you are in pain. But it is doable if you are careful and have help.

I think I mostly landed on the side of the right knee because I purposely twisted that way as I went down. Time will tell. Right now I have to wait until the swelling has gone down more to know more.

Mel took my hand and helped pull me up while I pushed with the other hand and my leg muscles. Melinda and Julia watched and ‘cheered’ me on. I ended up landing kind of face down on the bed for a couple seconds on my way up to a full stand. I was glad I could get up that easily, really. It could have been so much worse.

Scared me good, though. Yes – it scared me pretty good. In fact, I’ve had this irrational fear of the bedroom for the rest of the day. I think it’s like the old saying, “If you fall off the horse, get right back on” because otherwise the fear becomes too big and overwhelms you. I had to force myself to go back in, around the bed and into the area where I fell.

Sheesh. Get a grip, girl!