Trip down the stairs...

Some of you heard, but as my back aches, I feel about writing about it. A week and a half ago, I left the house to go to work. After walking out to my car, I thought about washing my car while I was out...so I carried the box of books that was in my backseat into the house. I was going to bring that box right down stairs...but with my wet shoes, I slipped on the first painted-cement step and "floated" all the way down the stairs. I landed with a thud and a little twisted...the fell knocked the wind out of me, so I was making that horrible noise...(http://youtube.com/watch?v=HyFapbZuMGU). In between gasps, I called out Chad's name. He came running down screaming and asking what was wrong...He carried me upstairs and laid me on my bed. I was crying and screaming because I was in so much pain. He got me advil, ice and laid me on the couch. I calmed down for awhile, and attempted to get up to go to the bathroom...unfortunately, I couldn't move. I decided to go to Urgent Care...and had to have Chad bear hug me to lift me from the couch...After 3 hours at Urgent Care and 3 xrays of my elbow, I left with a prescription for Vicadin and no breaks or fractures. So I have been recovering since...I still have a sore back and my elbow is black and blue...hopefully I will be recovered soon. I hate being in pain....