OneEyedDiva
SF VIP
- Location
- New Jersey
I was walking briskly on my way to pick up a package at the hub then to the supermarket just to pick up Friendly's ice cream while it's on sale and almond milk. After putting those items away, I planned to catch the train to the Hoboken water park. I had already purchased my tickets on the phone. I've walked that street, which is right around the corner, many a time. But it took me by surprise when I started to fall and couldn't balance myself to prevent it...something I usually can do. Next thing I knew I was on the ground.
I saw two thin legs come up to me (made me think of my middle grandson) and a boy said "Are you alright? Can I help you?" He asked if I was alright a couple of times while he helped me up. I looked up to thank him and saw that he was gorgeous. He had that wavy-curly hair that I absolutely love seeing and I doubt he was more than 20. His face was kind and showed true concern.
Then I realized he had gotten out of a car that stopped on the normally busy road, where there is no parking. I thanked him profusely and the young lady driver too because I was so grateful. My neighbor who used to be on the board saw me fall, but he was across the street and didn't reach me until I started walking again.
He told me three other neighbors had fallen pretty much in that same spot and that management was already told to get that part of the street fixed. He advised me to go downstairs and report it (management's agents are on site on Tuesdays and Thursdays). I am also going to email the pictures below plus the one of my knee to Renee, the managing agent with whom I have a very good rapport.
I continued on to the hub and supermarket. Thankfully, my right hand which is what I used to try and break my fall, was covered by a glove (I wear one to touch areas that are touched frequently by others...door knobs, shopping carts, etc.). Still my hand was bruised. I could feel that my knee was as well even though I was wearing sweatpants. It slowed me down, had me feeling a bit off kilter and caused me to postpone my train trip.
When I got home, I put peroxide and antibiotic cream on the wounds and bandaged them. I ate some ice cream and watched T.V. until it was time to go down and see Renee. After I made the report, Renee said "Please tell me you are going to go home and get some rest!"
I wasn't in much pain but as you can see, my palm got swollen between the time I left the supermarket, where I took the first picture (due to better lighting) and home (second pic). My right hand was pretty much useless yesterday; more functional today. I slept for a long time after I got back upstairs. My BFF had told me to ice my hand, which I did after I woke up and this morning the swelling was gone. I repeated the treatment of my wounds this morning and chilled today. I'm still not feeling any pain, so I'm none the worse for wear.
I saw two thin legs come up to me (made me think of my middle grandson) and a boy said "Are you alright? Can I help you?" He asked if I was alright a couple of times while he helped me up. I looked up to thank him and saw that he was gorgeous. He had that wavy-curly hair that I absolutely love seeing and I doubt he was more than 20. His face was kind and showed true concern.
Then I realized he had gotten out of a car that stopped on the normally busy road, where there is no parking. I thanked him profusely and the young lady driver too because I was so grateful. My neighbor who used to be on the board saw me fall, but he was across the street and didn't reach me until I started walking again.
He told me three other neighbors had fallen pretty much in that same spot and that management was already told to get that part of the street fixed. He advised me to go downstairs and report it (management's agents are on site on Tuesdays and Thursdays). I am also going to email the pictures below plus the one of my knee to Renee, the managing agent with whom I have a very good rapport.
I continued on to the hub and supermarket. Thankfully, my right hand which is what I used to try and break my fall, was covered by a glove (I wear one to touch areas that are touched frequently by others...door knobs, shopping carts, etc.). Still my hand was bruised. I could feel that my knee was as well even though I was wearing sweatpants. It slowed me down, had me feeling a bit off kilter and caused me to postpone my train trip.
When I got home, I put peroxide and antibiotic cream on the wounds and bandaged them. I ate some ice cream and watched T.V. until it was time to go down and see Renee. After I made the report, Renee said "Please tell me you are going to go home and get some rest!"
I wasn't in much pain but as you can see, my palm got swollen between the time I left the supermarket, where I took the first picture (due to better lighting) and home (second pic). My right hand was pretty much useless yesterday; more functional today. I slept for a long time after I got back upstairs. My BFF had told me to ice my hand, which I did after I woke up and this morning the swelling was gone. I repeated the treatment of my wounds this morning and chilled today. I'm still not feeling any pain, so I'm none the worse for wear.
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