Just Call Me Grace!

I was at work for about 2 hours before doing something completely different - going head first into Michele's cube.

Yeah, just call me Grace!

I was walking out of my cube when my foot got caught on a piece of loose carpeting and WHAM!! There I go, doing a header into a co-workers cube. Ended up bouncing (twice) on my left knee while breaking my fall with my fist.

It all seemed to have happened in slow motion. I took a couple of steps out of my cube and then the next thing I knew, I'm on all fours with pain shooting up and down my leg. At the moment, the only thing I thought of was my perfectly ripe banana that I was holding and how smashed it was.
Laugh if you will, but I am very particular about the color and ripeness of bananas - and this one was a beauty. Such a waste :(

I lifted my self off the ground, praying that the only people who witnessed my header wouldn't make a big fuss. Thankfully they didn't, they were more surprised than anything. As for me, I laughed - it was that or cry.

Anyway, I reported the incident to HR and I was sent to the Urgent Care Center down the street. At first I didn't want to go, but then I thought about the possible damage I could have done to myself.
Then I thought...Hell, let the company pay for it for a change!

After 3+ hours, almost 9 pages of paperwork, 7 X-rays of my knee and wrist, I hobbled out with a knee brace, a bottle of Motrin, and an ice pack. I've a follow-up appointment next Monday and physical therapy sessions (to be scheduled). Boy is that going to be fun.

Right now, I am scraped, bruised and swollen, and icing down my wrist and knee. But, luckily no serious damage - so far.

As I finish typing this, I'm reminded of what Danny Glover said in Lethal Weapon...

"I'm gettin' too old for this shit!"

Until next time...