"Are you okay?" the lady walking in front of me turned and enquired.
"Um, I think so."
Yup. I confirmed it. I was in fact on the ground.
I looked about the icy sidewalk and swore under my breath.
I couldn't believe it. This morning I had survived the worst ice conditions our city had seen in decades. Buses were canceled. Highways and rural schools closed. Traffic lights malfunctioned. But I had driven, albeit slowly, into work that morning unscathed save for an uncontrolled slide straight through a stop sign at the top of our street.
While the radio DJ reported tales of cars and even gravel trucks plunging into ditches, I sat safely in my office sipping hot coffee, proud I had made the journey many had decided simply not to undertake.
Until I LEFT work that is. My guard down now that the freezing rain had turned into regular rain, I was stunned and embarassed to find myself laying on the sidewalk outside the ER.
And as I winced at my battered knee, all I could think of was
"Crap! I better not have to go back inside Emerg... I haven't shaven my legs in a long, long time."
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