A week ago I was so proud to be able to have run a mile. I actually got it up to a mile and a quarter. Well, on Sunday I fell up the stairs, (yes up the stairs) wearing flip flops and landed right on my knee cap!! I can tell you that I cried for over an hour till my very patient husband said,,"We need to go get that checked out at the ER:" So, off to the ER we went. Had Xrays and an exam. Just a bad bruise with lots of pain. So I sit in a knee immobilizer with pain medication till it heals up.... and no running for a while.
I'm not sure if all my crying was due to the pain, the thought of not continuing my running or the fact I was so clumsy. Through it all, my husband was wonderful...the BEST!! I get reminded at times like this that I married a very patient, caring, loving man who handles crisis' very well. I'm blessed that nothing happened more than a bad bruise and that I have a husband who cares so much about me that I feel safe and secure.