A bit like a James Bond cocktail. Well that's how I felt this morning. At 7am I was preparing the morning cocktail of pills for Freddie and myself when I turned and Bang! I fell......HARD! I thought I'd broken my wrist. As I lay there winded, I tentatively felt to see if I could move my wrist and Thank God! I could. My little Corey flew in barking to see what had happened to his Mum, licking my face as I gradually got my wind back. I turned over two lamps but thankfully nothing broken.
It's the getting up that's the hardest part.....
I've come to the conclusion that my brain tells my body to turn but it forgets to tell my feet and they are left behind! LOL!
It's now 4pm. and I have my wrist strapped up, a bad sprain methinks. I ache all over more than usual and by tomorrow I shall hardly be able to move with the stiffness.
I know, I should take more water with it..................
Love and Hugs