maleficent

I'm basically a klutz, a walking accident waiting to happen, if there's a set of stairs anywhere I've been more than once, you can bet I've fallen up or down them at least once.

A decade or so back, I was at a concert at Giants Stadium in the Meadowlands in NJ, I wasa on the top level, and we were leaving the concert, the meadowlands has a rather long escalator leaving it - I was midway downt he escalator when it stopped short - -everyone behind me pushed forward and I fell down them and broke my left arm. (Have had a paranoia of escalators and crowds ever since)

A few months back I was heading down the stairs in Penn Station to the LIRR (becauseI hate escalators), I had my obligatory cup of coffee in one hand, my laptop slung over my shoulder, and the news paper in my other hand (this is why you are supposed to hold handrails) Well, I can only guess that my skirt hem got caught in my heel and I practically did a cartwheel down the stairs. Bruised the hell out of my tailbone and my elbow but didn't spill a drop of coffee.

As a teenager, I was playing a spirirted game of soccer in my parents kitchen (mom always said don't play ball in the house) - Well I went to kick the ball, and I missed the ball and kicked the wall, of course I wasn't wearing shoes, and I broke 2 toes on my foot.

I used to play hockey and ice skate a lot with the neighborhood kids, I've fallen thru the ice more times than I can count.

I've had two rounds of arthroscopic surgery on my right knee due to identical skiing injuries two years apart in two differnt locations. Year one, was in Sunday River in Maine I was coming down a slope in perfect conditions, a person who did not belong on the slope that they were on crashed into me from behind -- never saw them coming at all. The year after, I was at Jackson Hole, Wyoming, same thing - person just crashed into me from behind.

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