Apr 08, 2009 15:24
Fell down some stairs on the way home from work yesterday, like the right clumsy muggins that I am. Well, I fell halfway down them, to be absolutely precise - I managed to catch hold of the handrail with a combination of chin, thumb and right man-boob, all of which are now bruised (the thumb coming off worst with a nasty friction burn as well). If I hadn't done that, I would probably be in hospital right now.
Unfortunately, I didn't manage to catch hold of said handrail in enough time to avoid banging pretty much every other bit of my legs. Both ankles, both knees, the big toe on my left foot, and my right shin. I am some very interesting colours in the leg department, under all that hair. I look like I've been paintballing with hobbits.
Now, I'm not one to seek or even expect sympathy. I mean, I'm pretty clumsy at the best of times, and I seem to have a real genius for self-inflicted comedy injuries, so I have come to expect that when I do something stoopid I'll get a "point-and-laugh" response. But still... I was a bit miffed at the sheer delight that Mrs. Monkey took in phoning my parents yesterday evening so that they could join in with all the hysterical laughing.
[sigh]
The worst bit? The absolute worst bit? I hadn't even been drinking.
I am so ashamed...
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harumph,
pants,
health