so, I am the biggest klutz in the world...those of you who know me can stop laughing now....yes, i realize that i am pointing out the obvious...but seriously...
Growing up, people would always say to my mom "oh she will grow out of this" " its just growing pains" " she is just adjusting to a growing body" (does it count that my waist size is still growing secondary to my love of yummy food? probably not)....well, i am now 27 and half (GASP!) and i am still the world's largest klutz! It gets embarrasing at work because much of my job involves teaching patients how to SAFELY get around the bathroom and the house with out falling....and i frequently trip during my demos....i try to play it off, but my patients arent that dumb.
This week my klutziness was in high drive. Wednesday night, while feeding my dogs, I managed to wack my fore head so hard on my table that i still have a lump and forehead pain. I actually CRIED for 30 minutes because it hurt so bad...who does this? how could i not see the freakin' table in front of me? How could i hit it with that kind of force???unbelievable...actually it was believable considering i once gave myself a concussion by reaching for a broom in my mother's kitchen and smacking my head on her cabinet.....when i was 24....
So I was recovering from my head injury when Marco and I went to the movies yesterday. Of course it was beautiful out and i was wearing flip flops (with a 1 inch platform - i know, not a smart choice, but my toes needed freedom afte a long winter or socks and shoes)....what do i do? I miss one of the steps in the movie theater, twist my (bad) ankle, some how get road rash from my knee rubbing the banister, and bruise myleft hip by hitting it on the same banister. If marco didnt stop my fall, I would have tumbled down the entire flight of stairs!!
People are always being like "thais, what is wrong with you?" or "pay attention, stupid!" ...ok maybe they dont say "stupid" but i know they are thinking it. I am telling you, i DO pay attention....there are time when i am traversing rough terrain when i actually have to think in my head "right foot, left foot".....Thank god I took 13 years of ballet (yes, you can start laughing now...erica was there...she has many stories...just imagine the hippos in Fantasia)...could you imagine how much MORE of a klutz I would be if I didnt take ballet?
So, is there hope for me? any suggestions? Or am I jut doomed for the rest of my life.....i think i may be doomed...Im going to die by knocking my self out with the refridgorator door or something like that....uggg
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