OUCH!!! My FOOT!!!

Well, I do things.  Lots of things.  I have delusions of grandeur on WHAT I can do alone and what things I need help with!  Well...today, this morning at 6-ish o'clock, I awaken to my husband getting dressed to head out to work. 


Doesn"t look
THAT heavy does it???

It clicked..."I need his help before he goes!"  I jumped out of bed and said, "Can you help me lift this 500 lb TV up to the TV stand (in our bedroom)???  "Sure".  I quickly moved from the top of the current TV the DVD/VCR player and the receiver for the DISH network and he moved the smaller TV off.  Then we reached down to the floor to pick up the enormous TV that use to be in our Den.  (We had gotten a flat screen one for the den and our son-in-law and Kent had moved this one upstairs).  Using good body mechanics which I am sure to always put in place in my "movings", I helped to lift this monstrosity...WOW...I was wrong about how much the TV weighed...not 500 lbs but 1000lbs now!!!  Seriously, I had no idea the weight here...and the cumbersomeness of this piece!  Well...half way up....I DROPPED my side of the TV...KAPLUNK!!!  Earth shattering noise for sure....when I dropped my side, seconds later, my husband lost his grip and dropped his....kinda in slow motion.

Well...it was on my FOOT!!! OUCH!!!! BIG OUCH!!! I immediately yelped...pulled my foot out and by this time, the TV was lying face down on the floor. I just knew I would find the screen cracked or the tube blown and the TV wouldn't work. And....I had also lost my balance after pulling my foot out from under the TV and fell on top of the VCR/DISH receiver that says "never place anyting heavy" on top of it....well....I'm heavy!?! Ok, so I'm yelling "Get me up...!!! Get me up!!!" and holding out my hand to Kent who is a little baffled by my reaction....(had to explain it later!) Anyway...utter chaos so early in the morning. But I knew I needed him to help me so I could work on this TV thing the rest of the day!!!

Kent came over to help me....I cried a little...hurt a lot. Looked at my foot: broken skin and a blue tinge started surfacing. I don't bruise.....almost NEVER due to a blood situation I have with extremly high platelets. Plus....my foot had an area where the skin surface layers were shaved back...OUCH for me! But, my foot was numb. I felt NO pain after the initial pain. Good and bad of it...

So...was it broken???  Funny, Kent is the one having foot surgery next week with fusion of bones and such.  Would I be suffering along with him!  Oh no!  He immediatly said, "Maybe you'll have surgery next week instead of me!"  NOT!  ...I hoped. He has been trying to find any excuse not to have surgery!

It has now been a few hours and all is well.  The feeling came back after about 20 minutes and was a little painful and is still when I move a certain way but not the broken bone type of pain.  I've broken bones before and this def doesn't feel like that.  PTL! Anyway, the slight brusing isn't even there?!?   Go figure!

Oh well, as it turned out...Kent, using his HE-MAN" muscles, lifted the TV alone and set it in place.  It works, didn't break it after all.  WHEW! 

I'm such a weirdo.