On top of all of this, my Dads Passing, to get my mind on other things. I good outside with my 8 year old Son to toss the soft football in the Cul-de-Sac. No traffic, nicely cut lawns trimed to the curb.
We play a game called "Go Long" a game we used to play inside until we hit the chandelar and caused some damage. Mom stepped in as the Referee and now "Go Long CANNOT be played inside the house...EVER!!!"
Well we're playing "Go Long" and having fun... he can't catch well but has a great arm throwing. Mine you he's 8, I'm 48...this will be a factor again as we go along....
Nice pass, I run after it, great lead on me and I almost have it...I stumbled a bit, twisted left ankle which caused me to lose all traction , balance and the word "Momentum" takes over. Like a Heavy Stuka with no gear I'm making a landing...eyes off the football and look towards point of inpact. The curb.
You know you are really gonna be hurt when everything happens in slow motion...at full flying speed, no flaps extended I hit the curb with my chest right under the man teets, no bounce dead stop. Knock the BeJebus outta me... couldn't breath! Elbow bleeding like Hell, right hip wants to go on strike, left Big toe broke and the one next to it stubed, right kidney seems bruised, gasping for air.
Son comes runnng up and asks are you okay? I reply with lil air I have yes and can we play later? He said Yeah I think you need a break. I think the term in Aces High is "You have ditched" LOL
I'm walking like Ozzy Osbourne right now, had my wifey help me climb/crawl up the stairs to my puter room. Other than that I had an okay Day.
How was your's?
mac