Seriously, you guys. My parents put me in ballet to make me more graceful. I don't think it worked.
I fell down the last 3 stairs at O-H's a little while ago. Uncarpeted, wooden stairs. Doesn't sound like much, but it was like cartoon style, both feet up in the air and then WHAM right down on my tailbone, 2 stairs further down. Hit so hard it almost didn't hurt at first, it was more like cold waves going up my spine as all my nerves freaked out. The pain part really kicked in when I tried to stand up. Walking was... interesting. Climbing the stairs to my room made me long for a single-level home.
I'm sitting on an ice pack, and I am honestly considering crawling back downstairs to go sit in the snow, it hurts so much :(
I bruise like a ripe peach, so I can't wait to see what this will look like by tomorrow.
Also, did you know that your butt muscles move when you cough? Just a little, but that's more than enough. Come on, pain meds... kick in!