I'm not really sure what is going on with me lately. Some might call it an extreme case of bad luck. I'm not sure if that is what it is or just a bunch of crap dealt my way all at once. Let me explain my last seven or so days.
It started last weekend with one itchy, watery eye. By Tuesday afternoon I had called the Dr and was on antibiotic drops for pink eye. In both eyes. By Wednesday I was home from work with two eyes practically swollen shut. On Friday my eyes were overall better but my right eye looked as if I had been punched in it with a huge broken blood vessel. (On a side note I sold one eye wash station last week for the first time and quoted two others, huh...think it had something to do with how horrible my own eyes looked??) On Friday I also began suffering from a horrible sore throat. I rested most of the day on Saturday hoping to feel better by the time my Mom and Will (my brother) came over. When they arrived I took some great drugs and did feel much better. We sat around enjoying a lovely dinner Will prepared and playing a few rounds of a great game called, "Finish Lines". I tell you this because during the course of the game, or at dinner, or at some point, anyway, we somehow began discussing how Will kicks and thrashes about the bed as he sleeps. He even mentioned how he quite often either wakes up on the floor or just before falling. I was astounded. "How can you fall off a King size bed?", "I haven't fallen out of the bed since I was a kid!" I gloated.
Well. Guess where I found myself at around 4am? Yep, you guessed it, on the floor. Now, let me tell you, my bed is a tall bed, it is quite high off the ground. I remember waking up to go to the bathroom, I threw the covers back and placed my right hand on the bed to swing my legs around, only to discover I was falling, my right hand hadn't landed on the bed, I missed. Completely. How you ask? I have no clue. I just know that it hurt and it felt, in the moment, as if I fell forever. I was half asleep and really out of it. My head hit the dresser, my wrist became sprained, my knee has a lovely carpet burn and my other leg is bruised. Yes, I know, I am the epitome of grace. I also can honestly attest that I scared the crap out of Julio who previously had been sound asleep!
So, is it bad luck or just a rough week? I have no clue, I only hope that whatever it is is out of my system and will allow me a great week this week, I've had enough!