Holeee maquerel! This morning as I was puttering around the house, my right hip went out.
As in OUT out…yow!!!!
I don’t think I’ve ever had anything hurt that much…and I had my baby without anaesthetic because I thought childbirth is supposed to hurt more than one’s periods.
(Hint: it doesn’t.)
Could barely walk, but made it to a phone. Called the Fire Dept rescue crew.
And…of course…by the time they got here the pain was beginning to subside.
They must have thought I was crazy!
Maybe I am crazy… ?????
They went on their way.
I limped back into the house.
And now here I am walking around with almost NO pain, a little stiffness…and wondering WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT????
Ahhh, here’s a little cookie-frosting: The cops’ copter is circling around to the north.
At this hour — just coming on to 9 a.m. — that can indicate a car accident.
Or — as at all hours in this place — it also can mean a home invasion. Domestic abuse. Kid fell in the pool and is drowning (or already drowned). Car wreck. On and entertainingly on….
Welp…better get up and check that all the doors are locked. Looks like the toast is done, too.
And so, awaaayyyyy!