The day gravity won.
The day started like most days, updating a post, checking emails and general catch up. I had my coffee made Malt-O-Meal. Found things for others and started thinking I really needed to keep taking stuff to the attic. So, I did. I took what was already on the steps to the top and opened the door. I carried things safely in. I then started moving something away from the staircase toward the south end of the house. It happened so fast and was so surreal. I fell about 10 minutes before 9am. Walking forward but I landed on my left side, I can still see my arm caught on the package, but my body had hit the floor. I do not think I blacked out, but I couldn't move my left arm. The youngest kiddo heard me fall and yelled are you okay? I replied, no I don't think so, please go find daddy. She did. He came right away, but he didn't understand what had happened, well surprise neither did I. I had to hold my left arm with my right so he could not pull me up that way. It came to me that ...