Long story short, I was using a stump to get on Chili, stump has bark, bark breaks, Michele falls. I hit my butt the hardest, which compressed my back and SOMEHOW knocked the breath outta me. Scraped my arm on the way down too. And to top it off, I ripped my fave pair of jeans - that just now fit again!
Went out to spend a few quality moments with horses and hubby and as I'm saying goodnight to Chili (yes, I tell her goodnight), I rub betwen her ears while her head is chomping on grass (when isn't it!?) and she moves forward - onto my slipper laden foot. EGADS that hurt. Not nearly as much as my butt...
And all this and I still have a broken foot, so instead of limping, I'm now hobbling with my dear sweet hubby laughing at me. At least he thought before smacking my backside earlier!!!
Wonder what tomorrow holds? A bitten finger?