Lost My Corn

I need to find clothing that comes equipped with airbags. Yeah, go ahead and read it again...clothing with airbags. As a friend recently reminded me, I am such a klutz.
As I posted last time, I had the MRI's on my shoulder and neck on Friday. Though I'm not in anywhere near as much pain as I was a few weeks ago, thanks to the medi pack of steroids I've been taking ( along with the vicodin, thank you very much), I've still been in a bit of discomfort with my right shoulder and anything that uses muscles attached to that shoulder. Notice the lack of posting?
Anyway, Saturday morning the boys and I are going to take in a movie. Mark is working and by 11:30 when the boys roll outta bed, we're already bored and decide to catch 'An American Haunting' at noon. We'd all had just gotten up, so no one had had breakfast and we loaded up at the movies. Loading up for me is a large bottled water and a small popcorn.
Now, my boys like to sit in the first few rows and I like to sit near the back (top, whatever) and in the middle, with no one in front of me so I can put my feet up. That's just me, I'll pay for two seats if I have to, but the seat in front of me is mine too. Do not sit in front of me, trust me, you'll regret it and soon move.
Since I'm not able to do much with my right arm yet, I'm trying to carry my bag and my water with my left hand and my popcorn with my right hand. Casey opens the door leading to the stairs for me and then they take the other door to go to the floor seats. I'm climbing the stairs, all by my lonesome, when someone pulls a step right out from underneath my right foot. Well, that's what it felt like anyway. I don't quite remember how it all went down, only that I went down...hard...and slid. Fell face down, and since my hands were full, I couldn't catch myself. I tried to turn my head cause the only thought I remember having was that I was going to land on my mouth and lose all my teeth. So, I try to turn my head, hit the steps hard with my left shoulder and my right knee with my butt up in the air as I go sliding down about 5 or 6 steps.
Of course, I lost all my corn. I just laid there for 20 minutes, okay, it was 20 seconds probably, but the only reason I forced myself up, because I was hurting, was because I was afraid someone would see me. I'm woman enough to admit that my butt being up in the air on the back stairs to a movie theater would appeal to a very few, and none of them were there, so, I was embarrassed. When I tried to get myself up, I realize that I've pulled the muscles in my back...and that my right knee is skinned and bleeding...and that I'm in a lot of pain. But, I had managed to keep all my teeth in tact. That's always a plus at the end of my day. But that's probably just me.
I'm going to admit this openly here, I cried throughout most of the film. Quietly. I'd hate to have taken anything away from the screamer sitting about 15 seats down my isle... Serioulsy, she's lucky I wasn't on top of my game or I'd been hostile to her, or moved. In my condition, I did neither. But my back was in muscle spasms throughout the film, my knee throbbing and bleeding...and I'd lost all my popcorn!
So, I've been down since Saturday. Was on the heating pad, until said friend told me I should be on ice, most of the weekend. (shhhh, don't tell, but I went back to heat because it feels better than with ice) The doctor gave me some muscle relaxers and between those and the vicodin, I've been able to rest, sleep and stay relaxed. When you pull the muscles in your back, even breathing can be painful...so being relaxed is major.
The boys and Mark did spring cleaning on Sunday. They brought me my Mother Day cards and breakfast to me in bed and they gave me exactly what I'd wanted (which I'm embarrassed to mention here, because it makes me sound so shallow, but the older I get the less I try to hide that fact). And...Mark fixed me popcorn that evening, he's so sweet. I'm not kidding here, the guy is the best sometimes. Well...when I'm rational.
There you have it, I honestly need to have some sort of physical protection around me 24/7, because I am an actual danger to myself. I'm just really glad I didn't waste my money on a larger bag of popcorn.