Today, as I was going downstairs to change before I headed out to my art class, I did something really hurtful, to myself. I really am a spaz!! I took a fall and fell down the stairs. I don't even remember ever falling down the stairs before, if I did, it must have been when I was very young. It was actually quite cute. As I was in immense pain, Matthew runs up to me and doesn't stop asking if I am ok until I finally answer him, which believe me was hard to do. It was quite nice to see how many people ran to check on me. It felt good to be loved. But man did it ever hurt. So, now my left wrist is sore. My left butt cheek kills, I have a really big bruise on my butt and I can't even sit on my left side.
I decided to go to art class despite my pain but ended up leaving early because somewhere between my drive, which was very interesting trying to put all pressure on my right side, by the way, and being at class for an hour and a half I felt ill. I rarely get sick and I was feeling a little light headed so I went home. I really hope I feel better tomorrow and I hope my butt doesn't swell and I can sit normally. :-) As I am writing, I can't help but laugh. It is quite amusing yet embarassing yet painful. So, to all, who can sit well, have a wonderful night. :-)