From October 2.. Ouch.

Here's another one for the book.. that split second you regret running to see about a child's 'injured cry' only to slip in a puddle of her spilled juice, legs flying out from under you, sliding-into-home-plate-style, landing on your stomach - but not before hitting a knee and both elbows, and breaking a blood vessel in one hand and one in the opposite thumb. How I landed facing the opposite direction in which I was running my mind cannot begin to calculate. I just know that tomorrow I will be immobile. Please tell me I'm not the only one to experience this trauma.