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Last week I did not enjoy all of the fluffy white snow that fell here in the Charlotte area. It was not absolutely the perfect end to the mild winter that we have had this year.
I am not an employee at a busy 911 center and did not work the fire console during the last snow and ice storm in our area. I was not rendered exhausted by all of the traffic accidents, trauma, and drama. By midnight I did not have a pounding headache and still had to endure the remaining 6 hours of the shift.
I did not procrastinate going to the grocery store the week prior to the snow storm with intentions to get groceries on Monday. Surely there would not be much snow and it would be business as usual.
I am not guilty of leaving the communications center at 0645 am, after defrosting my minivan, with my hands frozen and a nose like Rudolph. I would never have headed straight for the grocery store with the goal of rushing in to get enough food to supply my three boys and husband who would most assuredly not be famished from playing in the snow and watching tv.
There was not one ounce of irony in the conversation I had with the cashier about the marked number of patients who slip and fall on black ice. I did not stress how important it was that elderly people be extra careful when walking outside as to avoid being stranded in the cold after a fall and then suffer from cold related injuries.
I would never be accused of carefully and deliberately making my way to my vehicle to place my purchased items safely within. The previously mentioned irony did not come into light as I dutifully returned my grocery cart to the designated area with maybe a bit more confidence in my footing than I should have had. I did not lose all of my "cool points" as I found myself flat on my back in the middle of the grocery store parking lot. I was not totally stunned as my not~so~petite frame landed with a thud onto the cold icy pavement. I was not quickly aware of my precarious situation as I was shuddered back to reality by the intense throbbing in my left hand and wrist.
I am not the worst patient ever! I would never just place my injured wrist on ice and "sleep off the pain" in hopes that it would feel better when I woke up. I have not procrastinated going to the doctor for a full week. I most assuredly am not entertaining the idea of finally going to the doctor tomorrow because the pain is not getting too much to deal with.
