An Insane Move

The sun was shining from a clear blue sky and the temperature was moderate. It was s perfect day for a road trip.  The car was packed with our clothing, a couple of blankets, and a cooler with a roast and cut up cantaloupes.  We were ready to roll except for the cat.  We needed  to take her with us.

She likes the road trips, too, and she is used to going with us ever since she was a kitten and she recognizes a motel when she sees one.

Before we leave, she has taken to watch every move we make.  When mama is cooking and cleaning--a sure sign that something is up. and when the last bag is put in the car, it is time for her to go and hide.  So, she did.

Due to my inability to stand and walk by myself, I use a roller walker and I was hoping to help my husband to catch the cat.  He was behind the couch  and cat had come out on one side.  I made a move to block her way with a picker upper.

For an insane moment, I left the security of my roller and  lounged at the cat.  I fell flat on my face.  What a move!  I cried out in pain.  My ankle!  Oh, my ankle!

My husband called 911 and I rode the ambulance to the hospital and was diagnose with a "nondisplaced spiral fracture of the distal left fibular metaphysis" and I am now in a temporary splint cast.

The trip was canceled. The cat is not hurt.  

The moral of the story:  think before you leap.

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