So, I made a few mistakes yesterday.
Rather painful ones.
Mistake number one was walking into the garden without combat gear.
Blade was so pleased to see me he greeted me with open arms.
Make that open nails.
That is the wound on the left.
He has done this to me before.
I should have taken more care.
I then asked his Mommy if I could take him for a walk.
But first I admired her new baby.
Dabbing invainly with a piece of loo paper.
Is invainly a word?
If not, it should be.
Mistake number two was not listening to my blogger friends.
I should have tried him in the garden first.
But I didn’t.
Mistake number three was using a collar and lead.
I should have used Jasmine’s choke chain.
But I didn’t.
We made it around the first block in record time.
Much faster than I wanted to go.
The damn dog was so pleased to be out.
Then I am not sure WHAT happened.
I think he got the lead caught around a lamp post.
And I hit the ground.
That is the wound on the right.
The one you can see.
I also have a sore right breast.(which I am not going to show you)
And I can’t do much with my right hand.
Actually, that is not true.
It appears I can type with no discomfort.
Picking up anything is a different story.
I will just have to suffer in silence when I pick up my wine glass tonight.
My face also hit the ground.
And buckled my glasses slightly.
I was still chewing sand even after I had brushed my teeth.
There don’t seem to be any bruises or marks on my face.
But time has done enough damage to that part of my anatomy.
I must have a closer look.
Maybe it has improved!
My boss was wonderful this morning.
He dressed my wounds and gave me some Arnica tablets for the bruising.
Then he straightened my glasses so I could see again.
He didn’t send me home but one can’t have everything.
Right now I have aches and pains all over.
I do not recommend falling in your 70th year.
I am going to take an anti-inflammatory and hit the bed for a while.
Curl up into the faetal position.