I HATE ice!

So, I have a bunch of stuff to update here, and will be backtracking, as there's been a few things happening around here.  But, I thought I'd start with something recent.  Wednesday, as a matter of fact.

Mind you, it's winter here in Wisconsin, and we have lots of snow on the ground.  Where I park at work is a gravel parking lot, so the snow is never completely cleared in the winter -- just like our driveway at home.  That's just the way it is when you have gravel, instead of cement and those of us that live in the country are used to it and just have to deal with it. 

Anyway, Erica was waiting in my truck for me to finish up at work.  I finally got done and grabbed my purse, my bag, my camera bag and my big water cup.  I had my camera bag in my left hand, but the rest was in my right.   I had just walked past the front door on my truck (I needed to put my stuff in the back seat).  Suddenly, I found myself falling . . . I landed on my knees, and my elbows and hands hit the ground, along with my bags.  I couldn't stop myself, and unbelievably, found myself sliding further, and finally ending up pretty much flat out on the ice on my stomach!  

I didn't scream or anything, as I was just trying, quite unsuccessfully (obviously) to keep my balance!  As I said, Erica was waiting for me in the truck, and I heard her door open and she ran around and asked me if I was OK, as I was trying to get up and at least onto my knees.  She took my bags and put them in the truck. Fortunately, I had my camera in it's padded bag, so it wasn't injured), and nothing else was damaged, either.  I didn't have anything broken, and it appeared that I was going to be OK, so I got up and got in the truck and drove home.  By the time I got home 40 minutes later, I was already sore.   

As we were driving home, I told her "you can laugh now."  She looked at me and said "no, I can't.  You'll get mad."  I told her I wouldn't get mad, and that she could laugh.  She did chuckle a bit, then.  When I asked her how she knew I fell, she said "you were there . . . and then you weren't."  I busted out laughing at that!  In fact, I was snickering the entire ride home!  I don't know about you, but I find that EXTREMELY funny!  "You were there . . . and then you weren't!"  Just too funny!

I was surprised to find the next morning that the most painful part of my body was my right hand.  Specifically, my pinkie, and ring finger.  It hurt even to reach the "enter" key on my computer with my right pinkie.  I was a little slow going up and down stairs, as my right knee was a bit sore, but otherwise I was fine.  Fortunately, most of the pain was short-lived, and by Friday all seemed to be OK.  Seeing as I'm a tad behind here, I should probably add that I did notice at church yesterday (03-10-2013), when I was clapping  along to a song, that my right hand still hurt, so there obviously was some soft tissue damage which is taking a little longer to heal.  I'm sure it will be fine, though. 

I don't know about you, but I'm sick of winter!  I want the snow gone and warmer weather! 

Julie