I hate ice

[davestlouis]

I was walking my big fat black lab at 5:30 this morning. There was a light dusting of fresh snow, and it was still dark. Next thing ya know, I'm flat on my back, bounced my head off the ice-covered pavement, and my glasses went flying. So there I was, flat on my fat ass, in the dark, glasses gone, watching that dog lumber away like she didn't give a hoot what happened to me. I crawled around, and finally found my spectacles. By this time, my ass was wet, my knees were wet, my glasses were covered in melting snow and the dog was gone.

I caught up with her a half block away, while she was taking her morning constitutional. We walked home and I haven't left the house since. I had planned on going back to bed, but was afraid to, just in case I had a head injury.

So, here I sit, nearly 3 hours later, still alive, no headache, but getting stiff and sore all over. The scary part for me was being pretty well blind...I found my glasses by feel, would have never seen them, and couldn't see diddly squat due to the darkness.