Fell Down - Feel Like An Old Lady Complaining About It.

I fell down in the kitchen yesterday. Falling over is pretty normal for me, but this was abnormal falling. Y'see, normally, I know I'm going to fall and can usually manage to collapse neatly into a lying down position and just relax for a bit. But nooooo, the kitchen floor was all wet 'cause the washing machine wouldn't drain properly and I didn't realise and slipped. Very fast falling over there, no time to prepare and lie down and brace myself or anything.

So yeah, popped a shoulder and hip out with the falling - wasn't actually so much of a big deal, popped 'em back in pretty much straight-away and diclofenac-gelled to pre-empt swelling. But the bruises...and the sore muscles. OH GOD THE SORE MUSCLES. I had a bath this morning and for once the relief of hot water on my muscles outweighed the pain of hot water on my joints. I didn't wanna get out of there. And now I'm stuck on the sofa and don't want to move. Oh, and I'm having to stay lying down 'cause I bruised my ass so badly I can't SIT down. Bleh.