Casey vs. The Stairs

I was coming off the Orange line in Downtown Chicago on Friday night headed for my hotel heavy with baggage. I had a large backpack containing my camera, an insanely large duffel bag with enough layers to keep one warm for ten straight hours outside in the middle of March in Chicago and my purse.

This is what I would have looked like had I made it down the stairs upright, I give you this illustration because it’s really hard to draw luggage on stick figures falling down the stairs :

(Oh yeah, I was wearing really kicky boots with tall pointy heels. I believe this to be what led to my downfall, pun intended.)

The Baggage

About halfway down the stairs it happened. How I’m not sure, I’m blaming the boots, but I knew I was going down and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

The Fall Phase IThe Fall Phase IIThe Fall Phase IIIThe Fall Phase IVThe Fall Phase V

The first thing that should have gone through my head as I was falling is “GOOD HEAVENS DON’T BREAK A BONE AND KEEP YOUR HEAD FROM SMASHING INTO THAT REALLY HARD CEMENT.”

But instead it was “DON’T YOU DARE LAND ON YOUR CAMERA OR THIS WHOLE WEEKEND WILL BE A BUST, IT WILL BE MUCH CHEAPER TO FIX A BROKEN BONE THAN YOUR CAMERA.”

My first thought as I got up should have been “THANK HEAVENS I AM OKAY!”

But it was actually “WHO SAW ME?”

My response to the nice man who said “YOU CAN’T BE OKAY AFTER A FALL LIKE THAT. Can I call someone for you?” should have been “OW THAT HURT LIKE HELL CAN YOU PLEASE TAKE ME TO MY MOMMY AT THE HYATT?”

But instead it was “Oh, I’m fine, it just ripped my jeans.”

Dumb me and my pride.

So what did the fall really do to me?

Flesh Wound

My Battered Leg

I also have several gigantic bruises in places I can’t photograph, either because I can’t reach them or because my underwear covers them.

I still walked around with my mom taking pictures for over 10 hours in the freezing cold the next day.

I wasn’t about to waste the opportunity that was being in Chicago childless with my mom and a brand spanking new camera. Busted up leg or not.

78 thoughts on “Casey vs. The Stairs

  1. wow. if you had man balls you’d be a lot worse off, according to the second illustration. thank god for that, eh?

    seriously though, i hope you’re okay!!!!! i’m sorry about your jeans!

    S

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  2. Another mortifying story, to hopefully ease the pain: I once fell on ice on my way to a guitar lesson in a house on one of the busiest streets in my hometown. Fell ON TOP OF my guitar that was resting in a supposedly super-sturdy case and totally broke it. I couldn’t walk without pain for about a week and a half, but it was definitely the highlighting of my apparent lack of ability to stand upright and my broken guitar that was most upsetting.

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  3. Hi Casey – Delurking to tell you that I saw you “twin” in a Salsaritas restaurant in Cary, NC yesterday, sitting with a kiddo with definite Moosh-tastic curls. I took a double, then triple, take.

    I enjoy your writings, and I hope you recover quickly from the tumble (and torn jeans).

    Have a fantabulous Wednesday!

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  4. Ack, posted this on the wrong post…

    lol! I can laugh because that reminds me of the time I tried to jump a chain cordon fence at the train station to make it to my connecting bus. I guess I was asking for trouble. I ruined a perfectly good pair of work pants with my gore. And, of course, all occupants of said bus witnessed my shame. It was standing room only and I was really shaky and about to collapse from shock (could this be any more mortifying?!) when a seat finally freed up. Thank goodness I worked at a hospital at the time. Guess we’re right up there with Bella Swan…

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  5. god help me, i can’t stop laughing. not because you fell (because seriously? OUCH), but at your friggin awesome drawings.

    i’m sorry about your jeans. that’s right up there with losing a pet. ok, maybe not quite, but it’s really close…

    and i still want to know what kind of camera you got! so! fun!

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  6. I can’t believe that in your injured state you thought to turn around and photograph the deadly set of stairs.

    Only a blogger would do such a thing in anticipation of the story that she would tell us all! Thank you for thinking of your loyal readers at a time like that!! 😉

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  7. OOOUUUCCCCHHHH!!! oh, thank goodness your camera is okay…oops…i mean you! thank goodness YOU are okay! 😉

    this post reminds me of a post i wrote back in July 2007…but i only showed pics of the bruises, not the bloody bits…did you take a pic of your knee right after it happened??? crazy girl!

    glad you didn’t break anything…and my condolences for the loss of your jeans. 😉

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  8. You make it sound so amusing! Keep that sense of humor – you would be shocked at all a good sense of humor can get you through!

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