I fell last night. In a parking garage. There was this little "step" ... it's in quotes because it was a silly little step and WHY it was there, at the entrance to a parking garage, I don't know. It wasn't a REAL step, which is why I tripped over it. Had it been a real step, I would have seen it and therefore not have tripped over it. Who NEEDS a tiny, 2 inch high step going into a parking garage, I ask you? Not I, for one.
Anyway, I went down HARD. And it hurt. My backpack went flying up over my head. Tears sprang into my eyes and I just sat on the ground clutching and gently rubbing my injured knee. There was no one around so I just sat for a moment to collect myself, working at not crying from the shock and pain. And then a funny thought popped into my head. "If a Sarah falls in a parking garage and there's no one around to hear, does she make any noise?"
My right knee and left hand are much the worse for wear today. I can't turn doorknobs and going up and down stairs is painful.
I'm here to tell you ... when Sarah falls in a parking garage she DOES make a sound.
Friday, May 16, 2008
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