Being a native Floridian, I am one of those people who wear flip flops almost year round. We have very few cold weather months here, and even when it is cold, flip flops are still totally doable. Flip flops, and rain however, proved to be a little perilous for me this past Wednesday.
I went to Walgreens on my lunch break during a pretty bad down pour. Knowing that it would most likely be slippery, I tread carefully through the store grabbing the few items I needed, and started slowly making my way to the front to pay. The carpeted area was in sight. I was almost home free.
And then it happened.
I went down.
You know the saying “the bigger they are, the harder they fall”? Yeah, it’s absolutely true.
My left foot slid forward and I went down hard on my right knee. I’m glad my knee took the brunt of it and that I didn’t land hard on my butt. I’ve already got enough problems with my back, no need to add more.
I didn’t cry. It was embarrassing enough just being on the floor in the middle of Walgreens, and I didn’t want to add the ugly cry to the mix. I waited until I got back to my truck for that. My supervisor probably thought I was dying when she answered the phone because I was sobbing. She told me not to worry about anything and to take care of myself. And so I did.
Ice, elevation, and pain medication. That was the latter part of my day yesterday. Not fun. Mr. Miller, being cheeky, said that if I wanted to get out of going to work there were better ways to go about it. I was only out half a day though, so I consider myself one tough cookie for that.
When I went to bed Wednesday night I just knew that it was going to be hell the next day, but it wasn’t anywhere near as bad as I had anticipated. And it’s feeling a little better today. Walking is the easy part. Sitting down and standing up is what’s painful. But it’s healing, and I don’t think there’s any permanent damage.
I’m notorious for oversharing on social media, but I didn’t put any of this on Facebook because I was super embarrassed that it happened, but then I figured oh well, why not just put it on the blog and let the whole world (or the 3 people who actually read my blog) have a laugh. Go ahead and laugh. It’s ok, I can take it.
You’re probably wondering if I’ve learned my lesson, and the answer is yes. Yes, I have. I will no longer wear flip flops in the rain. My knee and my pride will be grateful for that, I’m sure.
Thanks for reading, and I hope you all have an amazing weekend! I’m not sure what the weekend has in store for me, but whatever I do, it will be in shoes that actually have traction.
Thanks goes to Mr. Miller for coming up with a title for this post. xo