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Help! I've fallen and I can't get up!
Sep. 2nd, 2010 12:07 pmOkay, so you know how sometimes you stand up too fast, and you get all dizzy/light-headed (and for me my vision goes out for a few seconds)?
Well, this morning I went from crouching by the litter box, and made it as far as (only a few steps really) the kitchen where I had left the twisty tie, and then turned around to head back when the vision blackout hits. Normally, I just stand still for a bit until the dizziness passes and move on. But today, I guess since I was already sort of in motion (I'm gonna blame it on that lest I be forced to blame it on something medical/health-related and start freaking out), I lost balance and fell, landing on the cat carrier, which was a good thing because it broke my fall, but also a bad thing because there was an empty cookie tin on top of it, and I slammed into that which slammed into the wall, thus denting it (the wall not the tin).
I'd say this was an indication of how hard I fell, but it's more likely an indication of how crappy the drywall/whateverthehell is (like, seriously, it looked like cardboard).
So now, my lower back/butt feels like it has a purple* tin-sized ring of bruising on it. And at the time I just got up and kept going in get-ready-for-work-autopilot mode, but it occurs to me now that maybe I should have waited a bit and made sure I wasn't going to fall over again or something.
*I haven't checked the actual color, but suffice to say, it does not feel nice.
And to top it all off, I scared the crap out of poor Bootsie, who was still trembling in his hiding place between the headboard and the wall when I left.
Sigh.
Well, this morning I went from crouching by the litter box, and made it as far as (only a few steps really) the kitchen where I had left the twisty tie, and then turned around to head back when the vision blackout hits. Normally, I just stand still for a bit until the dizziness passes and move on. But today, I guess since I was already sort of in motion (I'm gonna blame it on that lest I be forced to blame it on something medical/health-related and start freaking out), I lost balance and fell, landing on the cat carrier, which was a good thing because it broke my fall, but also a bad thing because there was an empty cookie tin on top of it, and I slammed into that which slammed into the wall, thus denting it (the wall not the tin).
I'd say this was an indication of how hard I fell, but it's more likely an indication of how crappy the drywall/whateverthehell is (like, seriously, it looked like cardboard).
So now, my lower back/butt feels like it has a purple* tin-sized ring of bruising on it. And at the time I just got up and kept going in get-ready-for-work-autopilot mode, but it occurs to me now that maybe I should have waited a bit and made sure I wasn't going to fall over again or something.
*I haven't checked the actual color, but suffice to say, it does not feel nice.
And to top it all off, I scared the crap out of poor Bootsie, who was still trembling in his hiding place between the headboard and the wall when I left.
Sigh.
