Funny Pain...

Funny Pain...
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

Funny Pain...
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee

I went flying out the door, arms flailing all over the place.  I was trying to stop myself... the harder I did... the harder I fell.  Damn!  (Yes, I said 'damn'... it was a 'damn' situation'... not only that, it hurt like ____').  Extra pain makes me feel anger... but, this pain made me cry today.  It hurt really bad.

The double doors swung abruptly open, the man came flailing out the door; his hat flew off.  He was trying to catch himself... to no avail.  He flew across the porch toward the post that held the roof up... struck the post, tried to hold on.

All was happening too fast, the pain was one stab after the other.  He tried to grab the post to hold on... his momentum was too great.  He struck the pole, his hands lost their grip... he flew down the steps, landing half-on, half-off onto the ground.  Damn... that cowboy had quite a punch!  He knocked this cowboy for a loop!

He stood up slowly, dazed... dirty from slapping the ground.  As he rose up... the pain spread through his body.  His wrist was cut in several places... the side of his foot hurt like some kind of bad.

Oh-hhh, how his knees hurt, the right one in particular.  He pulled his pants leg up... his right knee was bleeding.  It was scraped up... it was a wonder it didn't tear his pants.

This cowboy was hurt... this time, when he fell... he didn't look around to see 'who was looking'.  Because the pain was too great.  He began crying... actually, I began crying.

What happened today was easier to tell when I wrote 'about someone else' who wasn't me.  I didn't want to say how bad it hurt my body.  I stood there... crying.  It was 'serious' pain... I was really injured... and didn't want to be.

I began comparing what happened to me, in my mind.... to a scene out of an old western movie.  You know how the double doors burst open... and 'all hell breaks loose'... I was that cowboy!

Today, I took a nasty fall... it wasn't funny until... I began thinking about 'how I must have appeared' if someone saw me.  Through tears of pain... the vision of how all happened ... began to seem funny.  I couldn't smile, but, I did think I was suffering 'funny' pain.