Thanks for Asking in Postcards 4

1966, Photo by Charlie Davis.*

Thank you for asking how I am.

Last time I fell, I did a decent tuck and roll injuring only one knee. There were kind, comforting folks to help me up too.

This time I had no such luck. I did a flying flat layout, landing prone on the sidewalk. Rather like dropping an eggplant onto a runway. My toe tripped, running into a cement barrier, at top speed. It began to turn mauve and swell immediately. I thought I broke a rib too but was spared that agony. Both knees, both elbows, and both hands broke my fall. Flat be me.

The kind, comforting guys from the Father Joe’s truck helped me up. I had been rushing toward the open shop door that they were using. As I sat up, I worried about the knee I had landed on last time. I noticed the blood running down my arm from a road burned and bruised elbow which changed my focus. The thoughtful cashier bandaged me up, and I hobbled through my day.

Yesterday I hurt everywhere.

Today I took two Aleve, which I know are addictive, and I only half hurt everywhere. If I weren’t so old, it would be funnier.

• Himself: Worked hard and found money. Played on his game hard too. “Project Runway” at the 8pm version.
• Herself: Picked up the repaired, 3 buck-estate sale find, real turquoise necklace from the jeweler, took the new DeLlamas to Baker framing….it arrived with a five inch awful gold frame that Don would have hated, and got the truck washed.
• Damages: Cracked toe, one badly swollen knee, two scraped knees, a scabbed and bruised elbow. My hip is fine.
• Reading: Elizabeth Moon. Just what I needed.
• Balance: Moon.