I’m a hazard to myself
So, most of you know, but for those who don’t . . . yesterday I sprained my foot. I am still not exactly sure what happened, but here is what I think happened. One of the other ladies here at the library asked me to give her backup at the desk, so I stood up to head that way. My foot was either asleep or I landed on it wrong, because it turned and made this awful popping noise and I face-planted right here in my cubicle. Being the tough strong girl that I am (in my head), I tried to walk it off, and I kept telling her I was perfectly fine. In fact, I was not perfectly fine, and I almost blacked out at the desk because it hurt so much. I was sure I was going to puke and then pass out in front of the patrons. Which would have been quite a story to tell afterwards.
All the mother-figures here at work got me ice and Advil, and my boss said I had to go to the first care place before I could go to the hospital to get it amputated. This is the kind of joke my dad would always make growing up. hehe. So, anyway, I sprained my foot, but luckily I didn’t break anything. I did get the afternoon off of work, and everyone is being very sweet today. It still hurts, but I am managing.
This is the kind of situation that brings my lack of graciousness clearly into focus. I’m not very good at accepting help in these situations. Mike had to drive me to work (it’s my right foot), and I moaned and complained about inconveniencing him. Yesterday one of my coworkers had to drive me to the doctor’s office, and I felt terrible about that. Right after it happened, the lady who had asked for help kept asking if I was okay, and I kept brushing her off. I was (and am still) embarassed about falling like that, and I also suffer from the I-don’t-want-a-big-deal-made-about-me-unless-it’s-on-my-own-terms syndrome. I’m not the most graceful person, but it’s just plain embarassing to fall like that and have everybody know about it and have to help me to the car and drive me home and so on and so forth.
I am sure there’s a lesson in there for me. Something about pride. It’s always about pride. *sigh*
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I think the lesson lies in the concept of walking.
September 8th, 2004 at
Don’t make me bring up your surgery.
September 8th, 2004 at
you’re that mean aren’t you?
September 8th, 2004 at
Yes. You make fun of my accident, I’ll make fun of yours. Seems fair to me.
September 8th, 2004 at
Blast away, Kari.
I share this same lack of graciousness. :sigh:
September 8th, 2004 at
I think this is God’s punishment on you.. for lying about your internet friends..
the Lord works in mysterious ways.
September 8th, 2004 at
I agree with trey
September 8th, 2004 at
The Lord made me trip? I need a new religion.
September 8th, 2004 at
Kari, I was the same way when I tore my ACL. I actually tried to drive with my left foot at first, until I realized that it was just impossible. Only in desperation was able to ask for (and accept) help. :sigh:
September 8th, 2004 at
you have a new religion.. its the first church of the holy healing dance (reformed) we do everything lustily..
September 8th, 2004 at
hehe, lustily. hehehe.
September 8th, 2004 at
Trey has been hanging out on Peter’s blog too much. But he does have a point…God must be getting you back. I can totally sympathize. I am the queeen of ungracefulness. I mean…not that you aren’t graceful.
September 8th, 2004 at
Wait a minute, in mentioning me and Alisa you had to lie? I’m ACTUALLY one of your school friends, why didn’t you just say that? And hurting yourself for attention? Well, that’s just low.
September 8th, 2004 at
I know, Jason . . . I realized afterwards I should have said, “I went to school with her boyfriend.” I’m not quick enough with the lying. *sigh*
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Or the truth, apparently…
September 8th, 2004 at
I froze! I was like a deer in headlights! I’m pathetically mockable!
September 8th, 2004 at
That’s why I’m mocking you pathetically.
September 8th, 2004 at
You need to find a safer library, that’s your problem. Any library that requires “backup” at the desk sounds entirely too dangerous. It sounds like some kind of a SWAT situation just begging for somebody to get hurt, if you ask me.
September 8th, 2004 at
People have important information needs! It’s our job to find what they need in the information jungle! Sometimes you have to take one for the team.
September 8th, 2004 at
I’m glad you followed everyone’s advice after asking “How do you know if your foot is broken?”
Do you ever find that when your foot falls asleep during the day that it then has trouble getting to sleep at night?
September 8th, 2004 at
Napping does not bother my foot.