Klutz

I am such a klutz. Which isn't anything new. Even back in high school, I got an award at my job for being the klutziest. My latest fall, was last night. The last step before my feet should have been on sold concrete I tripped and fell and landed on both knees. I didn't bleed much, but they burned all the way to the car, and it really felt like the left one should have been badly bleeding. After sitting for a little while last night, when I went to get up I knew. When I went to bed, I took an ice pack with me, because the pain was moving down my leg to my foot. It is now swollen, hot and bruised. I've been icing it every 2 hours. I just thought about Joseph giving me his leg brace from his injury last summer. I am praying it will fill better if I baby it a few days. It was in major pain driving this morning to the orthodontist. Wiggingly off my tail bone was not fun. It's going to be an even longer drive to scout camp on Saturday. UGH.