Thank you for asking how I am.
Last time I fell, I did a decent tuck and roll injuring only one knee. There were kind, comforting folks to help me up too.
This time I had no such luck. I did a flying flat layout, landing prone on the sidewalk. Rather like dropping an eggplant onto a runway. My toe tripped, running into a cement barrier, at top speed. It began to turn mauve and swell immediately. I thought I broke a rib too but was spared that agony. Both knees, both elbows, and both hands broke my fall. Flat be me.
The kind, comforting guys from the Father Joe’s truck helped me up. I had been rushing toward the open shop door that they were using. As I sat up, I worried about the knee I had landed on last time. I noticed the blood running down my arm from a road burned and bruised elbow which changed my focus. The thoughtful cashier bandaged me up, and I hobbled through my day.
Yesterday I hurt everywhere.
Today I took two Aleve, which I know are addictive, and I only half hurt everywhere. If I weren’t so old, it would be funnier.