I swear, try to do a good thing around here, and uh, never mind. Well, maybe He smote my leg cause I talk too much shit. First of all, I couldn't sleep after taking a nap around 10:30pm. I fell asleep while trying to be a man and watching football. I then woke up after midnight and I wasn't sleepy at all. I was up until 6:00am. I folded and put away three loads of clothes. One I didn't know Wife had left in washroom, another was my dirty clothes and the third was Boy's dirty clothes. I like folding clothes after midnight, as long as I can find some good shows along the lines of House Hunters International, or the newer ones where regular people buy beach houses. Of course Mother (looking at y'all!!!), I want one. It still surprises me when my parents are surprised when I say I want something. I want everything. I covet my neighbor's goods, it is what keeps the economy going, as George Carlin famously said in his 10 Commandments riff.
Anyways, I fell asleep around 6:00am but woke at 7:30am and Boy was still home, so I came out to check and he was almost ready to go to class. I then went back to bed, tossed and turned, kind of hungry for tacos, but nobody to go with. I called a friend, but they were busy with a sick kid, so too bad. I then lay there thinking and remembered it's supposed to be a shitty weekend weather wise, so I thought about the yard and decided to be a hero and cut it, even though Boy said he would do it. I was mowing pretty good, had some Adam Carolla playing in my ears, so I was entertained and working. About halfway through cutting the front yard, I felt the hardest whack to my leg, I didn't want to look down for fear of seeing my leg dangling. Apparently, I picked up an old metal stake used to hold the plastic things around the trees that keep the mulch from going all over. Man, it hit like a baseball bat was swung at me from behind.
Pain is a bitch. Right at first it hurts, then for a second you say, nah, I can walk it off, so it seems ok. But once you give it a chance for the rest of the body to figure out what happened, watch out. All sorts of things engage, there was only one cut I saw, then a minute later I had two identical cuts, bleeding into my shoe. Then the whole area started looking yellow and swelled. After five minutes I can see the injured area is radial and goes about 10 inches in diameter. When I step on that leg, it hurts even more, so the muscle does not want to be flexed right now. I took some pain pills, Aleve, I think but it was like spitting at a forest fire, they didn't do much, or maybe they did. My leg hurts two hours later (10:30am), but it is not pulsating and the light bandage seems to have stopped the bleeding.
I guess Boy will end up cutting the grass. He did say he would be home by noon. This sucks, but I am up only because I wanted tacos. I should still be asleep.
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