Dinner for one up Kölsch is currently on TV! I am sitting in my armchair and think about whether I should take another IBU or whether it has to be a little stronger because Ralf Schmitz as a butler is outstanding and when I laugh it all hurts!
Which is among other things because of yesterday’s fall.
I visited a friend in Bergisch Gladbach yesterday. I parked in front of the house where she lives. She picked me up at the car. 5 meters in front of the entrance door I took up thrust and braked with my face in the banister. To be exact with my ears. These are now blue, the cheeks scraped and with a slight hematoma.
On the right side of my chest I have a nice hematoma. The clavicle is slightly bruised! At the wrist two thick bruises, the left thumb is swollen and blue, right knee is bruised, blue and thick. Right ankle thick .
What I found remarkable, a nice passer-by of Indian or Pakistani origin, wanted to help me to stand on my feet. I wanted to explain the whole kinaesthetic to him, as I am not an elf. Unfortunately I was not able to intervene in this process. And so I stood on somewhat wobbly legs again. Which was too fast for me and I felt totally sorry for Claudia.
Arrived in the bathroom first check if the effzehjacket has got something off. Who knows me, knows that I don’t cheat here.
After a nice afternoon I went home and only then I saw the whole extent.
Together with the old healing stains I am motley! If there would be a review by the MDK now – we would have to swear some oaths.
Then this morning I had an experience that gives me an idea of what to expect.
That everything hurts me, was clear. On the edge of the bed the blood pressure was gone. Well, I can usually get that under control and 20 efortil drops later it was no longer a problem. I just couldn’t get on. I was not able to put one foot in front of the other. Totally stuck – even by shifting my weight nothing worked. Your brain works cognitively completely normal but on another level it refuses to work. And you’re always looking for a solution!
My sister then put me on the walker and drove me to the bathroom. She was really confident. And just like yesterday when I fell I tried to bring kinaesthesia closer.
And it worked out well. I hope I can maintain this nurse mode in such situations. And also that despite the pain (and falling just hurts) I am still not afraid of it.
I don’t want to claim that I am going through all of this on the A… and I put it all away somehow. The opposite is the case – today, for example, I received my job reference and had to cry. Even many a fall is accompanied afterwards by angry, desperate or simply painful tears.
But I know that if I was afraid I wouldn’t go out at all and would already be in a wheelchair.
2020, it would be good if you would handle this differently than your predecessor.
You love people here: Come on in, here’s to a strong new year!