Fell -- bruised ribs/chest/arm

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Well, God played one of his gravitational shift games on me in the middle of

the night on Thursday night (Friday Morning) and I fell in between our

wooden bed frame that goes around our whole bed and our mattress. I yelled

so loud I've never seen my poor husband move so fast. We spent the next

four hours icing it and trying to decide if we needed to get to the resort

for Xray or not. I didn't want to because I already had a fever and felt

crappy, but man, did that hurt. We decided to wait and see if my GP would

fit me in. She did, and Thank God, it was just bruised.... Come to find out

that it will take about 6 weeks to heal and that if I don't breathe deep at

least once every hour I'll get pneumonia.

When she looked at it, I asked if we really had to do x-rays, because I get

so many - now she is normally very quiet.. She burst out laughing at me for

the question... She said " you have got to be kidding me... Look at it.. It's

been less than 12 hours and it's already 10 different colors and your asking

if we have to do x-rays or not? I guess that's a typical stills patient -

huh? She said she thought that about three ribs are bruised right on my

chest -- right where I need to where a bra - (Sorry guys)... I wanted her

to wrap it. She wanted to, but they don't anymore, not for bruised or

broken - causes pneumonia and bronchitis.. Figures.... Just my luck...

Know I'm up two nights in a row... Every time either I move or my husband

moves I wake up.. This is ridiculous ---- How do we stay positive when we

have gravitational shifts like this... I get them all the time.. This is the

first time that I actually fell and seriously hurt myself. Oh well, another

day, another lesson in how to be patient in stills-land.

Rand, My husband, wants me to stay in bed with him, but it hurts so much to

be there - one slight move and I'm wide awake... I understand that he wants

me with him, I really do - I keep trying to go in with him, but it;s not

working - it makes me feel so guilty because he does so much for me. I wish

I could do more for him.