At 12:05 pm I fell down my stairs. I looked like a cartoon character on a banana peel as my feet suddenly, for no reason, went out from under me. I landed on my stairs on my back. I sat at the bottom of my stairs gasping for breath, because, apparently when you land on your back on the stairs the wind gets knocked out of you.
I called weakly to Annika to bring me the phone, but seeing as she's only two she was unable to fulfill this assignment and I eventually had to get up and walk upstairs.
I picked up Nate from school, called my mom and laid on my bed bawling for the next 1.5 hours.
The back of my left arm is bruised and the muscles in my back are freaking out. Still.
I called a doctor and, after all the proper clearance, I am on the silly juice know as a muscle relaxant. I'm hoping to sleep well tonight. Wish me luck and more ice packs.