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Originally Posted by DvlshAngel985  The last time I remember falling was 2 years ago. I was feeling pretty cute that day in my dress and heels. I came home for lunch, and somehow fell from the top of the stairs that leads to my old apt. I just went head first down 6 steps. The first thing I did was cover myself because as you can imagine, my dress flipped over during the fall. The saddest part was my parents were inside having lunch, heard the commotion, and didn't even bother to check what had happened. I went in bruised knees, wrists, and forearms and bleeding shins. That didn't hurt as much as my parents completely ignoring me as a stood by them once I got inside. I changed into pants and went back to work. |
So sorry this was your parents reaction. It's painful enough, without anyone caring. You deserve better. So glad you weren't hurt worse, it could of been so bad.
I had similar (adoptive) parents, so do understand the pain. They'd of pretended they saw nothing, even if they'd been right there, or taunted me.
I fell over last week, outside the vets. Went flying backwards, holding Caleb in a basket. Caleb was having a check up and the pup was having her first injections. Poor Caleb was shaken up, but unhurt, he seemed shaken till the next day.
I hurt for days, hips, right let, right arm and back. Still sore but fine.
Pup Pippi was in the her carrier still, in the car. Hubby had been getting the carrier out, letting me know poor pup had pooped everywhere. Stood beside the car in pain and shaking, cleaning up pup and blankets
She hated being in the carrier in the car. She likes the carrier when it's at home.