Fall Down Boom - October 2010

Note: This is a Facebook post to a friend who had fallen down stairs and broken her tailbone. We shared our "Fall Down Boom" stories, and here is mine. Well, one of them.

I fell down my stairs once and sprained my right foot so badly that it took nearly a year to heal. It was a hair coloring accident. I had left the timer downstairs in the kitchen and ran down the stairs topless only to discover that I had indeed opened the front curtains on the three large windows facing the street. My house sits less than six feet from the well-traversed sidewalk. I took my hand off the handrail, covered my bare breasts with both arms, and only a fortunate rebound off a wall prevented me from splaying my naked body against the aforementioned windows. What slowed my momentum most, however, was my right foot turning in an unnatural direction, propelling me to the floor. Fortunately self-preservation trumped modesty, and I put out my hands to break the headlong tumble toward the great outdoors. Hair color came out great, but the foot, not so good. Feel better soon! Slow down, and when in peril, uncover your breasts.

Hmmmm. Extreme butt pain during laughter, you say? I suspect humorrhoids.