A nice trip, indeed.
I’m working in a warehouse now as a technical writer. The administrative aspect of my job doesn’t mean I get an office, however, or even a traditional desk. I’m smack dab in the middle of 95000 square feet of bedlam.
They strive for high safety standards, but with that much STUFF it isn’t always easy.
So I’m walking to the ladies’ room when BAM! I find myself face down on a cement floor. Turns out a piece of plastic strapping tape — used in this case to bind a pile of empty, flattened boxes — was jutting out from said pile. I slid on it, which is what caused me to fall forward.
I landed smack dab on my side, seriously bruising my rib cage, liver and kidney, and the surrounding muscles. I spent hours in the ER, where they ruled out any cracks, breaks or damage to organs.
But, ow.
Even with painkillers, things like feeding my cats and lying down in bed hurt like the bejeebers. This is likely to last a little while.
So if it isn’t this, it’s that. Still, I remain grateful for overall good health and wounds that will heal.
The kitties haven’t left my side. I swear, we must secrete something when we’re in pain because cats and dogs always know when they need to take care of you.
And I’m well taken care of.
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