Remember back in January when I fell and broke my wrist? Yeah, that was fun. NOT!
I tripped over some landscape edging because I was trying to quickly plant bulbs before I went in to work to teach an art class.
Slow down, Vic.
I fell again last week. Only this time I sprained my knee AND ankle. That’s two trips to the ER this year. Two ER bills. UGH!
And to top it all off I’m not bouncing back like I’d like to.
I fell because I was rushing out to feed the quail before I ran off to do something else.
I saw my Primary Care Doc the other day. She looked at me very sternly and said, “Slow down woman – before you kill yourself.”
How old do you think we have to get before we realize we aren’t 25 any more and can’t go whizzing around doing a thousand things at a time?
Honestly, part of this is due to the cancer meds. I just had another bone density test and have gone from “strong like bull” to osteopenia in the space of about three years.
I have 7 more years of that stuff to go.
Realistically, I know I need to slow down a bit but most of all I need to slow my brain down and pay more attention to where I’m stepping. Yeah, that would help a lot. 🙂
Time to slow down, be present in the moment and stop worrying about what I have to do next.
Anyone here manage to slow down a bit without feeling ancient? I’d love to hear about it.