September 11, 2007

What Else Could Happen

I tell you what, the poo flinging monkey is really throwing the shit at me lately.

I have gotten a pretty good handle on the crutches, so good in fact I am getting a little too confident on them.

I went upstairs last night for bed, made it up the stairs fine (I crawl up the stairs, it's much easier), got up on the crutches and went towards our bedroom.

Our bedroom has 2 stairs up to it and this is where the confidence comes into play.

I made it up on the first stair fine but try to bring the crutches up to the second stair and walking with my good foot at the same time was not a good idea.

I started falling, stepped down with my bad foot to balance myself, extreme pain and the lifting of the bad foot ensued. Still falling since I couldn't balance myself and bounced my head off the door molding (the corner of it) and landed with all my weight on my knee and then hip.

So I know have a few new bruises, a pretty one forming on my forhead, and a few more on my knees and legs.

How did Mr Weenie act, upset because I put a dent in the door molding.

Posted by Quality Weenie at September 11, 2007 01:31 PM | TrackBack

I suspect that Mr. Weenie is somewhat nervous, a word from you will land him in jail.

Posted by: Peter at September 13, 2007 01:15 PM

Bwahahahahha Pete!

I keep telling Mr Weenie with all the bruises I have it looks like I have been beat up and I probably shouldn't get to close to a cop or he might get in trouble.

At last count I have 30 bruises.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at September 13, 2007 01:38 PM