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I don't think I've fallen this badly since I was a teenager.

Yesterday I was walking the dog when she started getting the zoomies. We were pretty close to home and it's a straight shot down the sidewalk, so I figured it'd be okay to run a little bit. Unfortunately, dog doesn't understand mere running. She started okay and then went crazy sprinting, and as I tried to slow her down she cut right in front of me.

It was like an out of body experience. I heard myself cry out as I flipped over her and hit the cement. I mean I dropped like dead weight. I think my elbow jammed into my ribs as I tried to catch myself because I couldn't breathe, after I hit the ground all I could do was roll on to my back and try to force air back into my lungs. The pain in my chest was so intense I seriously thought I fractured a rib. I was also terrified I'd hit my head but turned out the headache was more from whiplash catching myself at the last minute.

Anyway, this is what having the breath knocked out of you feels like. It's not something I ever really wanted to experience, but okay.

Luckily, as I lay on the sidewalk, the dog didn't run off because there was no way I could have stopped her, even though the leash was still wrapped around my hand. At first she thought I was joking or something and jumped around, but then she realized I was actually in pain and sat down next to me to stare at my face.

And I stared back.

Five minutes later, I managed to pick myself up. I was honestly really, really lucky -- didn't break anything, didn't even bleed. Probably because I didn't slide across the cement, it was just BAM and down. I have a few magnificent bruises on my legs, some small scrapes on hands and arm. Today I woke up and my entire body was on fire. It's like, muscle trauma? Like when you get into a fender bender and you don't feel the soreness until the next day, from the seatbelt and whatever. I can't quite lift my right arm -- I probably caught most of my weight on that arm -- and my diaphragm is insanely sore. And I have to walk the dog tonight.

If she tries to kill me again, she'll have an easy time of it. :P

Comments

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bkm5191
Oct. 27th, 2016 11:09 am (UTC)
Oh my god that would be terrifying. Like I'm glad you feel okay but that moment of flying before the thump? Terrifying.
annapeace
Oct. 27th, 2016 05:32 pm (UTC)
I remember just thinking "oh shit my head" but somehow my body reacted fast enough to protect me...thank you, reflexes! I guess I'm glad I haven't destroyed my body through years of hard drinking and crazy drugs? Ah.
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