A cold I can handle... even the flu (even though I fight both of them until I am finally so warn down I have to stop and lay in bed for a few days) but back and neck pain just pisses me off.
'Clumsy' is an understatement of what I am. Launching myself from stairs, falling up stairs, down ladders and tripping on my own feet is actually what my friends all learn about me very quickly. I am so horrible about tripping on nothing that my husband insisted we buy a ranch (all one level) home so I would not kill myself on steps. He even walked through the home we were looking at to make sure there were no steps up or down before he said 'yes'. We do have two small steps to enter the home... but that's all. And "yes" I have fallen up and down then numerous times with scars on my shins to prove it.
The recent back and neck pain was not caused by steps... I injured my self on (shocking) my 4 inch heels. Now why in the world would I even wear heels when I am such a 'walking challanged' individual? Well, hubby Steve is 6'5 and I am 5'6. Me... compared to him... is a joke. I look like his kid, not his wife so I gave myself some height with several pairs of beautiful shoes. The shoes are elagent, timeless and sophisticated... me one the other hand, NOT SO MUCH. I look great standing still but when it comes to walking I look like a toddler taking it's first steps constantly reaching out to grab onto things so I don't bit it and add another scar to collection.
My back/neck injury did not take place in front of a few people, that would make my clumsiness bearable BUT... it took place in front of 100 teenagers. Awesome. I had been sitting for a few hours at a concert (we went to support several local teenagers from 'For All Mankind'). I had done their band photo's and Steve and I were excited to see them play. They are an amazing group of high school guys who are considered 'The next big thing' in Kansas and I know why!
They are great... or so I thought until the lead singer asked me to come to the stage so they could say 'thanks' for doing their band images. I had been sitting down for a while and it had caused my legs to fall asleep (this is the story I am sticking with). Okay, this part I can deal with but throw on 4 inch heels with the sleeping legs and Houston we have a problem! I tried to wave that it was okay, no need for me to go to the stage but the lead singer, Lee, kept saying "come on up here Keira" and "everybody move and let her through". I walked part of the way okay but about half way up there my right leg gave out at the same time my ankle did. I stopped, almost fell on my butt, swayed to the right (all while the room is totally quiet and everyone is staring at me). I grabbed the arm of a teenager, saved myself from hitting the ground, acted like I was taking to the girl who saved me and then finished my walk to the stage.
This is how I hurt my back... rolling my ankle in front of 100 teenagers. Oh... forgot to mention it was a 'zombie' party so my hair was huge and black, I had worn all black clothing, black makeup and fangs.
I am so thankful for pain medication... partially for the back/neck pain and partially for the humiliation. Guess when I do things... I do them well!