Sherri is a Cat
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Today I walked to the grocery store to pick up a few things. I needed to get stuff to clean the C port on my Moto. It wasn't charging. I was using my Samsung for now.
I guess walking in Ohio is somehow different than walking in Texas. Or maybe I forgot how to walk after living 25+ miles from the closest city for 10 years. I wasn't walking very far and I wasn't in a hurry. There was nothing I should have tripped on or over. It doesn't make sense that I fell four times today. Each time, the top of my hands scraped across the pavement.
The second time was a lot worse than the first time. One hand was bleeding pretty badly. My Samsung flew across the street. I keep my phones in antishock cases with tempered glass screen protectors but it wasn't enough. The screen is damaged now, I cant see a thing. I don't like the Samsung anyway. I also know it probably won't be hard to fix. No biggie. I'd move the SIM back to my Moto later.
I stopped in the first shop for bandages. After washing my hand, I asked a guy where I could find bandages. He was stocking items so you would think he would know exactly where they were. He told me they were up front next to the cash registers. That seemed like an odd place, but he knew better than me where they were. I saw the usual things you would expect to see, candy, gum, impulse items, but no bandages.
I asked him again. Now they were at the front corner of the store on the other side of registers. Toys, other impulse stuff. No bandages. The paper towels I had wrapped around my hand was getting soaked in blood.
I gave up on the idiot and asked another customer if they knew where. Of course they were further back in the store. My fellow customers grabbed a box to open for me. I had to wash my hands again before putting six band-aids on my fingers. The store didn't have what I need to clean the port on my Moto. If they did, I wasn't going to bother with idiot again. I paid for the bandages and went on my way.
I fell again. The bandaid on one finger scraped off. Ouch! I had to clean my hand again and apply fresh bandages at my final destination. I got supplies and headed back. I got phone call that I couldn't answer. I'd figure it out later.
When I came back to the second place I tripped , I paid careful attention as I took my my first step. I couldn't believe it. With my first step, I fell again! This time, flaps of skin were hanging from my knuckles. The ring on my finger was smashed too. I couldn't get it off. My hand was swollen and the ring was cutting off circulation to my finger. It hurt! I had to cut my ring with wire cutters when I got back to my room.
Several hours later, my hand is still swollen, the top layer of skin on my knuckles is gone, my knees are scraped up and I no longer have my Baltic amber ring.
I need to work on learning how to walk again or figure out what is so different in Ohio. The vegetation and trees are beautiful here. I plan to be outside a lot to enjoy it.
I guess walking in Ohio is somehow different than walking in Texas. Or maybe I forgot how to walk after living 25+ miles from the closest city for 10 years. I wasn't walking very far and I wasn't in a hurry. There was nothing I should have tripped on or over. It doesn't make sense that I fell four times today. Each time, the top of my hands scraped across the pavement.
The second time was a lot worse than the first time. One hand was bleeding pretty badly. My Samsung flew across the street. I keep my phones in antishock cases with tempered glass screen protectors but it wasn't enough. The screen is damaged now, I cant see a thing. I don't like the Samsung anyway. I also know it probably won't be hard to fix. No biggie. I'd move the SIM back to my Moto later.
I stopped in the first shop for bandages. After washing my hand, I asked a guy where I could find bandages. He was stocking items so you would think he would know exactly where they were. He told me they were up front next to the cash registers. That seemed like an odd place, but he knew better than me where they were. I saw the usual things you would expect to see, candy, gum, impulse items, but no bandages.
I asked him again. Now they were at the front corner of the store on the other side of registers. Toys, other impulse stuff. No bandages. The paper towels I had wrapped around my hand was getting soaked in blood.
I gave up on the idiot and asked another customer if they knew where. Of course they were further back in the store. My fellow customers grabbed a box to open for me. I had to wash my hands again before putting six band-aids on my fingers. The store didn't have what I need to clean the port on my Moto. If they did, I wasn't going to bother with idiot again. I paid for the bandages and went on my way.
I fell again. The bandaid on one finger scraped off. Ouch! I had to clean my hand again and apply fresh bandages at my final destination. I got supplies and headed back. I got phone call that I couldn't answer. I'd figure it out later.
When I came back to the second place I tripped , I paid careful attention as I took my my first step. I couldn't believe it. With my first step, I fell again! This time, flaps of skin were hanging from my knuckles. The ring on my finger was smashed too. I couldn't get it off. My hand was swollen and the ring was cutting off circulation to my finger. It hurt! I had to cut my ring with wire cutters when I got back to my room.
Several hours later, my hand is still swollen, the top layer of skin on my knuckles is gone, my knees are scraped up and I no longer have my Baltic amber ring.
I need to work on learning how to walk again or figure out what is so different in Ohio. The vegetation and trees are beautiful here. I plan to be outside a lot to enjoy it.
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