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Last night's reason for light sleeping was a bit more frivolous.
When walking from the kitchen to the living room, I lost my footing and skidded over our wooden floor, hitting the stool we use to reach into the high cupboards with my left hip. The moment between standing upright and sitting on the floor, wailing and clutching my hip, was probably shorter than it took you to read how it happened. The consequences will stay with me a little while longer.
One of them is not being able to sleep on my left side. That being my natural sleeping position, I have spent a good deal of the night waking up and rolling over to my other side, because sleeping on my left hip hurts like hell. And then there's the giant blue bruise where I hit the stool. It must be the size of a dinner plate.
If only my bruises where the result of more heroic deeds.
When walking from the kitchen to the living room, I lost my footing and skidded over our wooden floor, hitting the stool we use to reach into the high cupboards with my left hip. The moment between standing upright and sitting on the floor, wailing and clutching my hip, was probably shorter than it took you to read how it happened. The consequences will stay with me a little while longer.
One of them is not being able to sleep on my left side. That being my natural sleeping position, I have spent a good deal of the night waking up and rolling over to my other side, because sleeping on my left hip hurts like hell. And then there's the giant blue bruise where I hit the stool. It must be the size of a dinner plate.
If only my bruises where the result of more heroic deeds.
