clumsy me

A couple weeks ago I was coming into work and up the stairs. I made it up the first flight just fine and to the middle flat and as I approached the second flight and began my trails up, I guess I forgot some coordination and fell about the second or third step. Now, this sounds very funny and I write this with a smile on my face, however, my first thought when I fell was" I broke something". I fell and my right leg ( right below the knee ) was what I landed on. It hit the curve of the stair, you know right into the edge. It is kind of hard to explain. At the very first look of it I thought I had broke the bone in there because the skin was caved in and when I felt it, it was an indentation. So, first thing I check to see if I could stand on it, then I proceeded to carefully continue up the stairs. After I walked about 15 feet into the door I ran into my co worker kim ( as I my leg is throbbing by this point, I told her what happen. I pulled up my pant leg and you would not believe the size of this . It went from being sunken in to an enormous lump. It was swollen, red and I was in a lot of pain by this time. I told her I had to sit down and she was kind enough to get me some ice. So, security had to do there report and stuff and they were trying to get me to go to the hospital and have it checked. I really did not want to. I stayed and worked and had Ice on it literally the entire time. By the end of the night, you would have never know I was a huge knotty lump. The next few days it knotted up, It was swollen some but that was about it. Now today it is a bruise that is turning yellow.

Today my leg, right on the bruise was hit ( accidently ) 2 times by Andrew and Steven. I wanted to cry so bad. The pain it worse from when it originally happened. I cannot even explain. I am sure it being hit is not helping the healing process at all.

Now, this is not the first time I have had a injury at work..... About a year ago, this was during the time my dad had his knee surgery, and the day before my mom was having her tumor taken out... I was helping my dad ( since he was in a wheel chair) down to the car, my mom was picking him up. I get him in the car and start taking his wheel chair apart. I go to put a piece in the car and trip off the curb, severely spraining my ankle, I thought I broke it, it burned so bad ( oh man! ). So, I have both of my cripple parents, completely helpless to me , as I am laying on the found with my foot in the air crying and rolling around in oil.. Sounds hilarious right now... Just imagine all of this, what was most funny is that I was not on break or anything , I kindly just stepped away to help my dad... Luckily my manager was awesome and found humor in the whole thing. Hey ! I am glad I was able to give her a laugh looking like an ass. So, as one parent just got out of the hospital and the other being admitted the next morning, my dad had to take me to the hospital because my work made me go... It was just a sever sprang thank god...

To this date I still cannot put my leg under me and sit and right ankle is very sensitive...