Did you ever do something so stupid that you simply couldn't believe you did it - and then realized that people saw you do it???
When Mel and I were delivering the wedding flowers on Saturday, we pulled up outside the Cathedral downtown and he handed me an altar piece while he took the other one. I walked into the sanctuary carrying a huge arrangement - but that is something I have done a kazillion times before. What I did that I have never done before and surely shouldn't have done this time is that I held the arrangement up so that it was essentially covering my face and blocking my vision. I was further distracted by the fact that there were 10-12 people there, preparing for a Baptism, and I hadn't expected to see anyone. The really stupid part is when I was following Mel and forgot there was a step UP to the altar - about 5" - and I tripped over it. My legs buckled and my knees came down full force onto a terrazzo floor. Guess what? Terrazzo is hard.
I was stunned, and for a second I thought I surely had broken my kneecaps. Several people rushed to my aid, but all I cared about was the flowers. Mel got the arrangement from the floor where it had fallen - and it is a testament to his good floral arranging mechanics that not one flower fell out of it and miracle of miracles - nothing broke! The other miracle is that I didn't utter a curse word (which I might normally do under those circumstances) - a really, really bad curse word - maybe even a whole series of them!
The men who came to help me started trying to lift me off the floor, but I thought it was best if I got up under my own steam, so I did. My left knee started to bruise a little and the right one had some skin knocked off, but it didn't bleed. I thought I'd be much more bruised and swollen, but it didn't happen. There was no ice to put on it, so I made do with a cool wet washcloth I had brought to work in my tool kit, to stave off the 101* heat. I guess that was enough to keep it from swelling.
On Sunday morning, I got an email from Mel asking if I was sore, and the truth of the matter is that I had forgotten about falling and I had to feel my knees to see if they were sore....lol
They weren't - and aren't - and I really can't believe that they aren't - but I am very, very glad that there are no aftereffects!! I'm feeling sort of indestructible about now, but I know I have to be more careful in the future.