Everything hurts

May 12, 2007 22:57

Today has been an exceedingly long and tiring day.

I drove to Burlington this morning to go to the bat mitzvah of the daughter of my good friend Abby. I skipped the lunch (the line was much too long, and I didn’t know anyone to sit and eat with), went to the Verizon store to agonize over which cell phone to get, came home and cleaned up the house. Lifted weights at the health club, and then started out on a brisk walk.

And then had one of the worst falls of my life. I was crossing the railroad tracks, lost my balance; when trying to save myself I wedged my toe in the rails and fell down flat on top of the rail ties and rocks. I knocked the wind out of me I fell so hard. I wrenched my toe, got several bad scrapes, have a couple of bad black and blue swollen spots, pulled my back and twisted my knee really badly. I had to sit still, on the tracks, for 5 minutes before I could even breathe, no less move. Luckily trains rarely use these tracks, and luckily I had left my iPod at home. I limped home and put ice packs everywhere.

Caroline and friends eventually appeared to get dressed up for prom. They had gotten their hair done up at a beauty parlor; there were boutonnières (or "man flowers," as Zoe called them) in my refrigerator. Jessie had gotten dates for her and Caroline (I’m still not sure exactly how she managed that) with two guys in her Irish Humanities class. I had invited all the parents over so they could take pictures. The picture taking went on forever and the parents thoroughly embarrassed everyone. Then the boys arrived. No one knew how to pin a boutonnière onto a tuxedo, so that caused more hysterical moments. Eventually everyone left.

I went to the prom because I wanted to see the picture taking of all the prom dresses made by Morgan, the designer I wrote about a couple weeks ago. All the chaperones came outside to watch. The paper is planning to put a slide show of the dresses on the website; I'll link to it when that happens. And I will put up pictures of the girls in their finery, but not now.

Because everything just hurts too much!

caroline, health, mhs

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