I felt like a Forrest Gump commercial this morning as I was lying on the church floor after falling from a chair that I was standing upon. Yeah. Long story. I had already done it once in order to have my picture taken next to one of the stained glass windows.
As I was reprising my role, I attempted to get on the chair at a second window. I faltered and down I went in slow motion. All I could think was, “Don’t break the hip joint, don’t break the hip joint.” I skinned the bottom of my leg and, even more, pulled my right calf muscle. I’ve been hobbling around all day. It hurt like the dickens.
We were doing pictures for a story on St. Thomas More and his martyrdom and religious liberty. When I was on the floor, I told the photographer, “Look. A martyr. All in red.” (I still had my red vestment on from Mass.)
I have been consuming Tylenol regularly today and am certain that I will be sore tomorrow but it doesn’t seem that I injured anything too badly. Just my pride.
Tomorrow opens our parish festival. Hope to see you there! Look for the cripple in the Information Booth! 🙂