Lying on the sort of wet sidewalk, I looked up for the angel dust I was promised. Where oh where was it? Careful I stood up and then saw the sparkling dust flying all around. I had not broken a leg, nor arm, nor back, nor hip…just an egg was forming on my head above and to the left of my right ear. Feeling a little shaky, I found I had hung on to my car keys and my cell phone was in my pocket so I proceeded up the sidewalk to turn on the lights. It was 5:48 in the a.m. and the rain was pouring.
I went to the bathroom to look at my eyes; nope no blurring; no nausea, no vomiting; just shaking from fear. I had fallen and nothing but an egg was on the side of my head. Of course, I need all the brain function I can get, but losing maybe 10 percent should be o.k.
Calming down, I went back out to get the food I had purchased for the workers. Brought it in and was sitting there when I realized as a good pilot, when lost, call and confess. So I called the Election Commander (that is not his real title) and confessed to have fallen stepping over the concrete bumper into a dip thinking I was stepping on the sidewalk and down I went. The steel pole did not give and my head sort of bounced off it.
Deputy Sheriff Holloway came and I said I thought I was fine running through all the symptoms not present but he and Frank said to keep them updated about the head and the status of how I felt. A Detective appeared later and offered help. I soldiered on because I wanted to be a good Inspector.
At 8:01 that night we were finished with all our envelopes and boxes and ballots; loaded my car and drove to the courthouse to deposit our election results. Home was the next stop and bed the last.
The next day brought cold realization: Oh, I fell. My back hurt; my shoulder hurt, my hip bone connected to the thigh bone hurt and my head still had a small lump which was tender to the touch.
Found the good ole heating pad and proceeded to use it; moving it from place to place on my battered old body.
The day after, I got up and walked and found more sore spots so back to the heating pad and moving it about.
Read three books; Frank called the day after to make sure I was o.k. and I said that I was just sore in place but otherwise I would survive. I just felt rather stupid falling (even though it was dark and I could not see) and that the fear was the worst.
The crew of workers called and I assured them I was fine. I did not know if I would ever be an inspector again but then all said they would carry signs demanding that I come back to be their Inspector. Who in their clear adult mind wants a 90 percent functioning Inspector?
It was a very slow day; I cannot imagine the General Election in November being slow and a 100 percent Inspector needs to be present and functioning.
However, I was not the only one not at a 100 percent. Neither was the iPad I was suppose to use. The satellite must have tumbled from it’s usual place because I could not get a signal.
No pictures….I am still working a few kinks out today but you know when you get old, you don’t know what is from age or what is new from a fall. It really does not matter. I woke up feeling good and the weather is beautiful. I think I will go to McDonald’s for a cup of Senior Cup.
For all of you who sent Angel Dust, thank you. I am positive this is what kept me from hurting myself….along with the extra fluff on my body!