Thursday, August 9, 2012

Bloodied but still unbowed, sort of

Apparently, "I've fallen and I can't get up" was something deeply hilarious, a few years back.  I never quite got why it was so funny, myself, and having just had my mother in precisely that position, I find it even less amusing than I did to start with.  I'm sure it's just my defective sense of humour, of course.

The fun thing is, I wrenched my back at one stage, lifting her, and was darn near in the same condition myself.

So my activities have been severely curtailed, lately, not just online! - But things improve.  I am able to sit and type comfortably for short periods, and my mother was fit enough yesterday to go to a funeral (not her own). 

They say these things come in threes, don't they?  First a badger eats a junction box and puts my connection out of action (or whatever it was), then my mother's fall, now my back.  Well, hopefully, that is three over and done with and I can get back to normal.... and, once RL is properly sorted out, I can address the SL commitments which have been piling up!

(Neither of us is in any real danger, I hasten to add.  Just massively inconvenienced, and, in my case, slightly woozy still from codeine.)

Anyway, there we are.  Or aren't.  As the case may be.

1 comment:

  1. /me sends you some very warm and very careful hugs.