Saturday nigh I came home from the gym exhausted.
It felt like my entire body was shaking on the inside. No visible movement, just a very dull ache. Weak as a kitten.
Come bath time, I thought a good soak in Epsom salt would do me good.
After a good soak, I pulled the plug and got out. Then, the weakness came after me with a vengeance. I tried to break my fall by sticking my right hand on the side of the tub, but that slipped, and down I crashed inside the tub. Sideways.
My fingers were sore, but not dislocated or broken. Then I assessed the rest of me. I was stuck on my right side. I couldn’t move.
Movement came very, very slowly, and with a great deal of moaning and groaning. I wondered if my neighbors could hear me. Did I want to cry out for help? Naked?
I decided to keep trying, and after several miserable minutes, I was able to stand up and get out.
My legs were shaking, and threatened to bring me back down.
Slowly, I recovered.
Nothing broken. Or even bruised.
Just my ego.