MM Advice Column: Don’t walk on ice.
Dang dang dang dang. How could I be so stupid? Of course I fell, I was walking with my cane and I don’t have a handicap sticker so I had to walk across the whole parking lot and everything melted and froze and they didn’t sand or salt because everything *looks* dry. I was wearing my sacrilegious leather jacket (remind me to tell you about my vegetarian days) and a sweater underneath, so I am hoping all I did was jar some sense into me.
I have to fill out a form, and fax it and had to report it to the supervisor. Everyone is saying I will feel it tomorrow. I am hoping I am not that heavy that such a short fall will harm me. I don’t care about the workmen’s comp. With Multiple Myeloma my bones are weak and repairs take a long time. A broken rib took me months to heal. I am going for evaluation for a kyphoplasty to see if my back can be repaired and my sternum can’t be repaired.
Forever I will miss ice skating and scrambling across patches of ice on the hiking trail. Two years ago I was as young as I looked - maybe in my late 20s. Now I look older. That I am sure was the result of the chemotherapy. And now, I feel older. Be careful, you might hurt yourself…at your age…sigh. Dang it.
I am ranting because I am scared. I don’t want to be broken. Tired of that.
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