Well, THAT wasn't how the day was supposed to go. . .

The Day, as Planned, included a stop to gas up Kineo the Wonder Subaru before driving cross-town for an appointment at the Radiology Department at the hospital.  At about 9:50, I was walking down the sidewalk toward the main entrance to the hospital when I -- fell off the kerb.

No, I don't know HOW I fell off the kerb; suffice that I did, and tried to twist to regain my balance, went down hard on one knee, at which point my body got with the program, and I twisted so that I flopped over onto my side, and ohbytheway slamming my ribs into the nice hard asphalt.

A woman who had been coming down the walk toward me, rushed up, exclaiming, "That was a terrible fall!  Are you all right?"

I, of course, was more embarrassed than hurting -- hello, adrenaline -- leapt to my feet, assured her I was fine, looked at my left knee which was kind of stinging, but, hey, how bad could it be, if the jeans weren't torn -- and found that I had a respectable scrape, but nothing really serious.

At that point, a PA came rushing out of the OBGYN door, which I was nearing when I fell, and she also told me that I had taken a terrible fall.  I assured her that I was fine, just a skun knee.  She looked doubtful, asked me where'd I'd been going, I told her Radiology, and she walked me there, about a mile out of her way, and by the time we arrived, I found that -- anyone?

C'mon, you guys, this one's EASY -- yes, you!  What did I find?  Very good.

I found that my skun knee was now swollen up to the size of a Regulation Baseball.

I asked the radiology receptionist for ice.  She took one look and yelled for her supervisor, who dispatched a volunteer for an ice bag, found out why I was there and together we formed the plan that I would have my appointment, and then they would take me to the ER for an Xray, since I had fallen on hospital property.

Those things eventually came to pass, and I proceeded in a homeward direction, stopping at the grocery store for things that I was completely out of, and now I'm home and have three cats within an arm's reach.

The plan for the rest of the day is to eat a lunch salad, with a side of aspirin, and try to sleep it off.

No music today, sorry. . .