Yes, you read that right. My un-graceful self fell head-first down five stairs. In front of about 10 people. Including Jake. Who laughed at his mother. Laying on the floor, in a daze. Shins bleeding from scraping down the stairs. Crying, from pain, embarrassment, and the like.
Yep, he laughed. Guess he really is my kid. 'Cause I bet it was pretty funny. I even managed to throw my water bottle and hit the window. That may have been his favorite part.
My back, knee (yes, the right one, the one that caused me to be in physical therapy for a month), arm, ribs, head, shins and places on my body that I didn't even know existed, hurt for several days. Along with my pride. Everything seems to be healing. Even my ego.
3 comments:
Oh my gosh. I hope you're feeling better now!
I think that kids sometimes laugh in situations when they don't know what else to do. (My kids faced a similar situation recently. They laughed. I talked to them later and we discussed how it's not appropriate to laugh in a situation like that (in case they find themselves in that situation again!).
Ouch! Sorry you're hurt! I have a horrible habit of laughing when people fall but only if they're ok.
oh, I am not upset at Jake about the laughing, I would probably have laughed too!
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