These images are after 24 hours post-fall.
THEN....it all was a dream. When the lawn people were here, I had gone outside to talk with them, then headed into the house. The back "stairs from he!!" got me. once and for all. They are the worst steps I think I may have ever seen in my life. They are welded steel and very steep. I have tripped, stumbled, fallen...so many times since moving here 14 months ago. Here we are...just a couple of weeks away from them being gone and WHAM! I started up the stairs, then my hand was screaming...not certain how it even transpired.
My hand is broken in two places. I see the Orthopedist on Thursday, so then I will know all of the future details.
Obviously there is no crocheting or knitting any time soon. My daughters are helping as much as
It could have been so much worse, I am aware, but right now, I am pretty down about being halted in my tracks. Those dumb stairs!
It is for sure I have plenty of time now for computer work (one handed) and reading and watching movies.