Those were my words from the bottom of the pool Monday evening. I was walking down the deep incline to get the pump going again because it had stopped, (needs to stay dry for the curing stage of five days so had to get the rain water off of it) and as I was about two-thirds of the way down, unbeknownst to me, the bottom of the incline was wet. My feet slid on the slicker than snot (I really hate that analogy, sorry) rubberized pool floor, and I went ka-whack!! Hitting my entire right side in the free fall. Since I was holding the rope we use to climb up and down that incline, I held on tighter to keep from tumbling, thus, I am fairly certain from the way it feels, tearing my rotator cuff.
As I lay there on my back staring around at Bikini Blue walls and floor, I was hoping I had not broken anything because it felt as though my thigh bone was cracked.
big black bug
After a little wiggling spell, I decided nothing was broken, and after looking around at the big bugs crawling all over the place, I hurriedly got up, really deciding I was fine. After all, there may have been a baby frog down there as well. EEEEEEEK!!
But I’m not. I hurt from stem to stern and am bruising more and more each day. My right shoulder is killing me, and I can barely use it. I have decided I’m too old for this sheet. What the heck am I doing at the bottom of a 10-foot or more deep swimming pool?
tomcat
So for the last two days, I have been dragging around like the town tomcat because I can’t sleep and I hurt like Hades. I am praying for a miracle, so am quite sure God will forget about those awful things I said to Him and about Him Sunday afternoon and Monday evening and will heal me.
Bikini Blue wheelchair
Or at least send some knight in shining armor that will want to whisk me up on his Bikini Blue wheelchair and roll off together in the sunset… leaving the Bikini Blue pool for the frogs and the bugs.
apronsandappetites 
OUCH!! hope you’ve gotten checked over to make sure you’re ok.
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Friday is the check-over day. still hurting but a little better.
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What EVER are you doing??!! Crazy woman! Trying to kill yourself??!! You very well may have hurt that shoulder more than you know! Hope you get to felling….or feeling…better soon!!!
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Felling/falling/feeling. Right now it’s all the same. I’m trying to find a place that doesn’t hurt!
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Note to self! At our age there are some things better loeft to those who get paid to hurt themselves.
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Send money and I will stay out of the pool. 🙂
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Oh my dear Sis….we still live our lives like we are 30! Just like dear ole mom did. The woman at 80 years of age would climb up on a stool to change the curtain rod. Or there is Terah’s mom, (82) who is still shoveling gravel from the back of a pickup to put around the pond and Diane Parks mom (in her 80’s) who still uses a chainsaw! Oh my! I say….take care of your injuries (go to the dr. if necessary)….we need you, your family needs you…..to “WORK”…..to make a living to keep that pool going! 🙂
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Hahahaha That’s us all right. I don’t think I would know what to do with myself if I didn’t have some kind of work around here. Of course, if I weren’t such a dork, I might actually have some down time instead of having to do all that work three times to get ‘er done!
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Bren,
You always make me smile. And then sometimes I downright belly-laugh!! The picture you drew with your words of you in the pool was HILARIOUS!! I hope you haven’t hurt anything permanently!! Good gosh!
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