Ouch! Ooof! Splat!
I just fell over in the street.
You know how it goes - it looks spectacular enough to send a woman scurrying over to see if I'm ok but all I'm worried about is looking like a twat.
So of course I struggle to my feet, assure her I'm fine, and hide the bleeding palms and bruised knees.
But what I want to know is - at what point do you stop 'falling over' and start 'having a fall'?
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5 comments:
Hope you're OK Debi. TO answer your question I guess when alcohol and stupid shoes are involved then you fell over otherwise you had a fall. Get your knee seen to, I'm going to a physio on Wednesday! Never will I stray into the realm of high heel shoes again!
Sore, V, but thanks for asking. Can't all the grit out of my left hand ...
I'm afraid I don't have the excuse of either heels or alcohol which makes matters even worse.
It's funny how we always try to pretend that everything's OK. I do the same and afterwards kick myself. I did it once when someone ran into the back of my car ... I was quick to try to reassure the shattered woman that everything was OK and it was only a ding that sounded worse than it actually was. I encouraged the both of us to drive away and think no more of it, determined that our day wouldn't be ruined. Boy, when I got home and opened the boot I was in for a shock. The inside of the car had crumpled and it wasn't evident from the outside. Same when I hurt myself ... like you hiding the blood etc. We're funny creatures! :-)
I'd kick myself, Shamey - except I'd need to find a spot that wasn't already bruised. Doh!
Oh poor Debi! Hope you got all the blood cleared up and you got some proper sympathy.
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