Y’all know in the Summer I get a bit flighty. I push my schedule back, and still am running late because I just can’t bring myself to come inside. Well, the weekend before last, we were at the lake- some girlfriends and I, some sexy guys along as muscle and eye candy. You know I go to the lake almost every week, it’s not unfamiliar territory. So imagine my surprise when instead of jumping off the dock, I found myself actually slipping and falling into the water head first! Now, I was already wet from head to toe, so getting my hair messed up was not the issue (remember, I’m girly, but not prissy!) The issue was twisting my knee so incredibly quickly that I just do not know wtf  happened! Was I distracted and flirting a bit? Probably. Was I laughing at the silly boys talking about skinny dipping in broad daylight? Probably. I know I wasn’t rough housing- I don’t wrestle around even playfully. Murphy’s law always guarantees a disaster when I engage in horseplay…
So, whatever it was, I was carried from the edge of the lake to my blanket up on the beach by a sexy college guy. I was fussed over by my mother hen gal pals. I refused to leave though- just ice and laying in the sun. Problem is, though, that’s also exactly what the doctor ordered. Well, not exactly, but rest. Elevation. Ice or heat. Slow careful movement so I don’t get stiff. And some pain medication.
Lightweight that I am, I don’t have a long history with medications like that, and the first one gave me a bad reaction. On to the second one, which made me absolutely delightfully loopy. Lots of fun, but it impacted my ability to concentrate, and made me such a sleepy Stephanie! Thanks to some time passing, and some good friends being very helpful, I’m on the mend! I’ve come to my senses, no longer need the elevated footstool ( which was really a subby in a yoga pose on the ottoman) and am back to continue celebrating my sexaversary!
Join me as I attempt to behave in a lady like fashion, and stay away from slippery surfaces!