Ouch!

Where to start...I am notoriously uncoordinated.  Shocking to hear, isn't it?

I was at a friends house helping with minor finishing touches to a home they have been remodeling for some time.   Brave woman!  Ralph would lose him mind when we were house hunting and he would hear "We could just knock out this wall".  Never mind, remodeling a home while living in it.  That is why we purchased a new home, not without it's problems, but I didn't need to knock out any walls.  Anyways, I digress, as I was leaving her home to pick up Rosey from school with Ryan on my hip, I stepped in a divet on the lawn and heard a loud pop.  I felt warm in the face so I put Ryan in his car seat and as I leaned over to buckle his car seat, I felt like I would pass out.  As a mother everyone knows there isn't time for that.  As I was laying on Ryan's lap, I hear "Are you o.k. Mommy?, it's going to be o.k.".  What a sweet little guy, he is always concerned about me.

I said a quick prayer and asked Heavenly Father to let me get to Rosey's school as she was due out in 5 minutes.  With the faith that he would help me, I drove the mile to her school feeling as if I would lose the chocolate cake I had eaten for breakfast at any minute.  As I entered the school parking lot, my ears began to ring and I was feeling very lightheaded.  I was grateful to see Amy (Jacob's mom) getting out of her car and quickly asked her to go in and get Rosey for me.  By then the ringing in my ears was impossible and I was turning a true white.  When she went in I found myself laying on my steering wheel unable to move for a few minutes.  I was fighting nausea and drank what was left of Ryan's orange juice in his sippy cup.   (A shining moment for me.)  But, that seemed to help.

Amy brought Rosey out of school and commented on how white I was, stating that she thought I was white before.  Even my full ruby red lips  Ha! (I have always liked the size and color of my lips) were white as chalk.  By then I felt much better and after another 10 minutes of sitting, felt good enough to go pick up my dear friend Margaret, who felt sorry for me and spent most of the day keeping an eye on me.  She knows I won't sit still!

Anyways, it isn't broken, just pulled a few things.  The doctor say I have to use the R.I.C.E. method?!  Are you kidding me, most days I can barely remember my name, let alone an acronym for something medical.  Rest, ice, compress, and something else that I can't remember.  Thanks to medication, it is feeling much better.  Oh yeah, she says not to lift anything heavy.  LOL  She has obviously forgotten about Ryan!

Chalk it up to being a complete Klutz.  

p.s.  I think the "E" in R.I.C.E. is elevate, seems to make sense to me as Ralph keeps telling me to prop my leg up.