Life’s Lemons

So, lately I have been having dyslexia problems and I thought – that’s it, I must have had all the bad for the moment. Nope. I spoke too soon.

After a midnight coughing fit I sprained a rib. That doesn’t sound too bad? Well, it might not have been but in classic ‘Kate-fashion’ I decided to tough it out.

“Shouldn’t you go to the doctor?” Mum asked.

“No, it’ll get better soon.”

I don’t know whether it was digging the vegetable patch over or cutting out fabric, but somewhere along the line I made the situation worse. So much so that three days after the problem began I could barely move. So IΒ jumped stepped gingerly into the car and went to the doctor.

“Sprained rib,” he said, grinding a knuckle into my side and making me see flashing lights.

I understand he was making sure it wasn’t broken but still, ouch!

So I go get my painkillers and take one immediately. The rest of the day I am walking like a little old lady.

Today I decided to do some gentle potting up and working in the garden. To make sure I’d be fine I took my painkillers. And yes I was aware that I was just masking the pain but there were jobs that needed to be done. So, the tomatoes got planted into the greenhouse and I put in a slew of spinach seeds, and by the end of the morning I was tired.

I wasn’t paying attention.

Our vegetable patch is much lower than the house so you have to walk up. Normally not a problem but today I was puffing a bit.

I really wasn’t looking where I was going.

My dog, Meg, loves to dig holes. I put my foot in one of the holes and fell. I actually caught myself before I hit the ground. Staggering to the left and putting a mass of pressure on my sprained rib, something went ‘clunk’. It wasn’t a noise as much as a release of pressure.

And that was that. Since then there have been no painkillers. My side is sore but not the all-encompassing pain it had been.

So my advice to those who think they have had enough of the bad – don’t fill in the holes, they might just be your salvation. πŸ™‚

Megad and Pi
Meg – the hole digger – and her best pal, Pi.

This post was inspired by the daily prompt – worse caseΒ scenario.

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21 thoughts on “Life’s Lemons

  1. Oh wow, it sounds like your rib joint clicked back in place, how great, it was you lucky day. Good story πŸ™‚

    1. Oh I know. I love painkillers in small doses. I would never have fallen in the hole without them… Otherwise I’d have been watching my step far too well.

      I’m a sufferer of migraines and know that I couldn’t cope at times without painkillers. I just hate being dependent on them.

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