Wednesday, February 4, 2009

In which I admit to my lack of coordination...

ManOfTheHouse calls me "Danger Prone Daphne"...  this might have something to do with the 2 inch scar on my thumb that I got trying to get a tiny bit more gel out of the bottle...  or it might have something to do with the fact that I can't go a week without having some raging bruise on some part of my anatomy...  some of which I can remember getting...

This week - the nickname has been thrown around more than usual...

a few weeks ago I busted up my big toe...  how?  yeah, don't quite remember that part - pain doesn't mean a lot to me in my feet - and thanks to this incident  and some other health issues I actually don't feel some of the things I kick - I have no feeling in a few of those toes at all...  one more T-oddity to add to the pile :)  (toddity? - that's sure to show up as a word verification now...)

Anywho - I had to run my son to a birthday party at the local pool last weekend - so I threw on some big cloggy shoes that I thought I'd love when I bought them... and jumped in the car.  We got to the pool and I parked a little further away than I'd intended.  Hoping to be quicker I decided that instead of going AROUND the rock medians I'd just go right through the rocks and thus get home faster to my waiting pile of laundry...  (why, again - I don't usually have answers for the hows and whys in this world).

I was still babying my big toe - which meant walking a little "off" and the clogs were a little heavier than I'd planned... and I lost my balance... but regained it, then lost it again - only to get my other foot under myself solidly, until it wasn't anymore...  I'm sure this would have been HILARIOUS to any passers by - but there weren't any...  as a matter of fact my own son was two steps ahead and didn't even notice until I fell WHAM at his ankles...  Two skinned up wrists - two knees with minor abrasions and goose-egg type bumps - and now 5 days later I am sporting a rainbow of colors across my knees... and a freshly injured and highly taped up toe...  

I didn't play many sports as a child... again, partly due to that incident... but mostly because I was frankly an accident waiting to happen...  
Soccer - The coach wanted me to learn to use my left foot more - so I once kicked the ball with both feet...  at the same time...  that was a bruise nobody got to see... even me!
Gymnastics - you know, those uneven bars can leave some nasty bruises if you fail to bend when you hit them...
Volleyball - once misaligned my growth plate in my left wrist going for the dig...  I saved the point... but we still lost - probably not worth it
Softball - yeah, after learning that catching the ball WITHOUT a mitt is a bad thing I did learn that I need glasses... 
Dance - ummm...  those were just emotional bruises

I'm a yoga girl I think... oh wait, I did almost pass out once during a yoga class in college - but I never bruised myself at least ;)

17 comments:

Heidi Ashworth said...

Holy hannah girl! Between this and the russian olive tree thorn incident, you deff rank as a bigger clutz than me and the Big Guy put together. Sorry these things happened to you! It just doesn't seem fair! Yikes!

Barbaloot said...

You poor girl!!
I love that you double kicked a soccer ball:)

Megz said...

The emotional bruises don't count. I can totally see you being a successful hip hop dancer.
My big toe is in its 8th month of recovery and sadly will never curl like a normal toe.
I also am very glad nobody saw your fall in the parking lot. It's hard to pick oneself up gracefully after a full on face plant.

Youngblood4ever said...

We should NEVER get together. I can claim coordination when I was younger, but since having kids I have lost all rhythm and coordination. Getting together my have cataclysmic consequences. So, we'll just have to make due with wondering on to each other's blogs and make super-cool comments to each other!

Youngblood4ever said...

I spell wondering wrong, didn't I? I think it is supposed to we wandering. In fact, I am positive that is what it should be. Sorry. This one I also blame on the kids- lost brain cells. What is a mom to do?

Becky said...

It's kind of a wonder you're still alive!! But I'm glad you are.

Melissa said...

Oh, I think the emotional bruises are the worst! I still can't see a shuffle-step without cringing!

T said...

I suppose it wouldn't surprise anyone that I whacked my hand on the corner of the desk ...

Heck - If I'm going to be danger prone Daphne I at least want her hair... and maybe those legs...

April said...

If you were at the "new" pool then I fell on those same rocks avoiding birds. True story.

My mom let me quit dance because I was so flat-footed and didn't have any rhythm.

I ended up on crutches for a month after going cross country skiing. The next month I went tobogganing and ended up on crutches again.

I think we'd get along just fine as long as we didn't plan an activity together further than 2 miles from the hospital.

T said...

let's not get started on the cross country skiing story... I think some of those emotional bruises are still quite sensitive.

Good to know that April is in the Klutz Kid Club too... (notice that it's NOT the KKK... that wouldn't be good...)

SWIRL said...

Happy BIRTHDAY -- I heard the rumor!

Just wrap yourself in bubble wrap.. that should help with all the bruising...except the emotional ones

The Crash Test Dummy said...

Happy Birthday, girlfriend.

You will not believe what your verifier says: pedippe

We are definitely going to get a pedi when I come.

LY!!!

Anjeny said...

Hi T,

I popped over from Crash's site. Just want to wish you a {belated} birthday. Love ur blog.

Kritta22 said...

Happy Birthday Chica!!! I hope your day was wonderful!

val of the south said...

This month is such a special one;
It’s birthday-time for you.
We’d really like to celebrate
Your happy day with you.
Zip-a-dee-ay and heigh-dee-ho,
Here’s something we can do.
We’ll sing a song that we all know,
Happy Birthday to you!

Hope you had a great birthday!!

I'll eat April's cupcake in remembrance of your day too (I don't want to eat too many cupcakes!)

The Gibsons said...

heavens sake T. I thought I was clumzy. Well I hope you get to feeling better. By the way Happy belated birthday. I feel horrible that I forgot. No Excuses.

Tamara aka Cheapskate Mom said...

I just wanted to thank you for your message to Tuesday's family. Your heart is made up and will be delivered to them with many messages of love & encouragement.

Please continue to spread the message. I want to fill a whole box for the Whitt family.

God Bless!

Tamara

http://proudtobecheap.blogspot.com/