Accident-Prone 101

I have never had a tendency towards being accident-prone...................that is until I was on my own. And I can say that with all honesty as I look back over my entire life. I kindof prided myself in not being prone to injuries and such like some people I know. Well, that all ended when I became an "independent entity." Was I that sheltered as a child? Or am I just maybe a bit too zealous? I don't know, but this is how my life seems to have turned for right now. After my thumb incident (remember: cut it with a papercutter?) things seemed to be ok for a while. I mean how much worse could it get........cut thumb, missed lessons, car accident, fire downtown and no parking, homeless for three weeks, etc.) Then came my flat tire. Did I ever mention that? Well, if I didn't, let me just tell you that it was as flat as a nail head. Couldn't use my car for a whole day! But it got fixed. Life was good. Until I went home for Christmas. :)

Yes. Home in Indiana for Christmas. Three "exciting" events immediately hit me.......

Another tire went bad.
I lost my retainer.
Fell smack-hard on my tailbone.

Yep, there you have it.

The tire incident wasn't so bad. We caught it before it went flat. So I had to buy two tires instead of one.....ok, I could handle that! Really I could. I just said several prayers of thanks and kept going.

The retainer. Yes, well. How embarrassing is it to say that after 8 years of wearing one, I lost mine. How did I lose it? Oh, just the top part. You see, I have TMJ. My raised retainer keeps me from locking down on my jaw. I went home for Christmas sick, got the flu while I was home, and came back to Chicago..........still sick. It has been a few years since I got the flu so bad that I was actually, well, to put it nicely, vomiting. So needless to say, I am not in the habit of taking out my retainer before I do such things. I did my business of getting sick, then did what most people do after that: Flushed the toilet.............I mean good grief, get rid of that stuff! Who wants to look at it! Yuck! Then! All of a sudden, I realized that I was missing one retainer. Well, oh well! Too late now!

My fall! Oh yes! Another exciting night. The day before I returned to Chicago (4 hour drive). Well, first of all, let me explain Avery to you. Avery is my 9 year old nephew. All boy! Loves to rough and tumble. Hates to be kissed! I asked him if he loved me! He did of course. So I preceded to get a kiss from him. We roughed it out! Without a kiss, mind you! I mean, he was flailing all over the place----kept trying to elbow me. So I jumped back. At the same time I jumped back..........in socked feet, mind you.........Avery decided to push me. And down I went! I mean my feet came off the floor. I fell smack-dab on my tailbone! Wow! I couldn't even get up!And all I could do was laugh and cry at the same time (And I got my kiss from a little guy who was just devastated). I had to go to my chiropractor that night, I was in so much pain. He worked on my for a good while...............once I almost kicked him, it hurt so bad! I could at least walk after that. And since, I have been on the road to recovery..........and am still recovering! :) How embarrassing though. I mean, you can't even ask for pity from other people in a "matter" like this. And it's not exactly an area that you can "cater to" or "protect."

Why, after all these years, am I so accident-prone? I am beginning to wonder if I should keep my eyes open for that lightening bolt that may be waiting around the corner.

So what is the moral of this story??: Keep our eyes open, your ears alert, and your feet on the ground.......and don't have socked feet when you're on a linolium floor!