I Laugh Out Loud,even When Im On My Own
Did you ever have a dream where you felt like you were falling? I had one last night except I wasn't dreaming! I literally fell out of bed...
I'm not the brightest bulb in the package. I know this! You know this! We all know this but I honestly do not know why I get myself in these predicaments...
I've mentioned my new mattress. I was shocked when they delivered it, two months ago. It is so much higher than any other I have ever had. Its a little bit over the foot board, undressed. Once you dress it it is over the foot board.
Now, not only do I have a hard time getting into bed, I really need a little step stool near the bed (any offers?) but I am afraid of heights. So every night I get into my new bed & think, if I ever fall, looks at floor, "dang" I'm going down! Which is another story because I was never afraid of anything, well into my thirties. Now I'm afraid of my own shadow...
Maybe that's where I went wrong? I think too much for my own good! I thought I was dreaming about falling & must have grabbed whatever I could because when I went down everything came with me. I wasn't protected by the padding tho because it was on my back...
The fall isn't the worst of it! I am now "stuck" between my jewelry armoire & the vanity besides the fact, no matter how or which way I orve I am in excruciating pain...
As time goes on, I knew only too well for #1 I can see my alarm clock & #2 I am cramping because I am in the worst possible position, I can't move, I can't get up! What is left for me to do, at this point? I, "burst out laughing" except in this case, like I thought I was dreaming but actually fell I thought I was laughing, but actually "laughing & crying" at the same time...
Over an hour, I was on this cold, hardwood floor. Because I have a compulsive need to lotion up before bed whenever I tried to push myself, slide myself, roll myself, my hands, my elbows would just slide across the floor with no friction, whatsoever...
Becoming more & more desperate, I kept trying to move the vanity but it was too heavy for my toe & would only move a millimeter at a time. When it was considerably out of the way, I was so weak from pain I did not have the strength to get up...
Knowing this was my last shot, I prepared to give it my all. I couldn't do it, I was losing my breath, I was on my way down again, "Oh, the pain, the pain!" Did I mention pain? That's it, go for it! How bad can it be in just a few seconds? It felt like I was trying to push a bus, uphill! That last second or two, I let out a howl of a scream! I swear, if it were summer & the windows were open you would believe I just gave birth...
Once up, I had to remake the bed, wobble to the bathroom to freshen up, clean a few tiny cuts on my knuckles then stumble back to the bedroom & figure how to get back in bed. It was 5 am & I seriously considered calling the fire dept. "Hello, I need a ladder, Please"!
I'm not the brightest bulb in the package. I know this! You know this! We all know this but I honestly do not know why I get myself in these predicaments...
I've mentioned my new mattress. I was shocked when they delivered it, two months ago. It is so much higher than any other I have ever had. Its a little bit over the foot board, undressed. Once you dress it it is over the foot board.
Now, not only do I have a hard time getting into bed, I really need a little step stool near the bed (any offers?) but I am afraid of heights. So every night I get into my new bed & think, if I ever fall, looks at floor, "dang" I'm going down! Which is another story because I was never afraid of anything, well into my thirties. Now I'm afraid of my own shadow...
Maybe that's where I went wrong? I think too much for my own good! I thought I was dreaming about falling & must have grabbed whatever I could because when I went down everything came with me. I wasn't protected by the padding tho because it was on my back...
The fall isn't the worst of it! I am now "stuck" between my jewelry armoire & the vanity besides the fact, no matter how or which way I orve I am in excruciating pain...
As time goes on, I knew only too well for #1 I can see my alarm clock & #2 I am cramping because I am in the worst possible position, I can't move, I can't get up! What is left for me to do, at this point? I, "burst out laughing" except in this case, like I thought I was dreaming but actually fell I thought I was laughing, but actually "laughing & crying" at the same time...
Over an hour, I was on this cold, hardwood floor. Because I have a compulsive need to lotion up before bed whenever I tried to push myself, slide myself, roll myself, my hands, my elbows would just slide across the floor with no friction, whatsoever...
Becoming more & more desperate, I kept trying to move the vanity but it was too heavy for my toe & would only move a millimeter at a time. When it was considerably out of the way, I was so weak from pain I did not have the strength to get up...
Knowing this was my last shot, I prepared to give it my all. I couldn't do it, I was losing my breath, I was on my way down again, "Oh, the pain, the pain!" Did I mention pain? That's it, go for it! How bad can it be in just a few seconds? It felt like I was trying to push a bus, uphill! That last second or two, I let out a howl of a scream! I swear, if it were summer & the windows were open you would believe I just gave birth...
Once up, I had to remake the bed, wobble to the bathroom to freshen up, clean a few tiny cuts on my knuckles then stumble back to the bedroom & figure how to get back in bed. It was 5 am & I seriously considered calling the fire dept. "Hello, I need a ladder, Please"!
By:
Cachinga
Age:
51-55
,
Female
