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I’m in the hospital. I’m okay, I just had a little fall. I’ve been pretty
tired lately, but that’s no surprise, because of how busy I am. Here’s the
thing, though, I have been sleeping quite well. It’s traditionally
been difficult for me to fall asleep, but when I get home at night, I’m
ready to conk out, because my body can’t take any more. The trick is to push
through the fatigue that comes up throughout the day, and then through the
urge to nap before bed. I’ve actually done that in the past before, taken a
nap in my recliner because I can’t bring myself to go to bed where I belong.
It’s always been clear down the hallway, sometimes up to several meters. Who
has the energy for that? I get my seven hours, which is pretty high for me.
That’s my guess anyway, based on how long I remember lying in bed, and how
often I had to get up to pee. You never invented fitness trackers, save for
heartbeat chestbands, which is kind of interesting to me. It must be a
fluke. Where I’m from, our watches can track sleep using a number of
metrics. Anyway, I shouldn’t be so tired during the day, but it’s been
problematic. I missed a step on the way down the stairs, and took a
face-forward tumble. No, that’s not the right way to put it. It’s more like
my foot forgot that I was on stairs at all. It hurt, but it’s nothing
serious, and I don’t have a concussion, or anything. I wasn’t up to driving
myself to the hospital, but I was conscious and responsive, so we didn’t
call for an ambulance either. Jasmine drove me there, and has stayed with me
all day. She’s such a great assistant and friend.
I feel so foolish, it really should not have happened. It’s not the first
time either. Stairs and I have a pretty contentious relationship. I got
stuck in an elevator once, but I’ve been stuck in staircases two and a half
times. The two full times were because I was authorized to open the door
into the stairwell, but I couldn’t get back into the building, or
outside. They were in the same building, and I absolutely despise that
company. Security refused to come help me. I probably would have died if no
one had heard me knocking. The other time, I just got too weak on my way up
to the 21st floor, and couldn’t stop part way though, because my badge
didn’t go to the lower floors. That was no one’s fault but my own. I’ve
actually fallen down a flight of stairs before, but that was definitely not
my fault. Condensation from pipes over the stairs dripped down, and made
them wet. I busted my elbow open, and ended up with a staph infection. Ah,
see that? It has come full circle. My whole life is all about falling and
infections, lol. My parents contacted a lawyer, and I got a couple thousand
dollars for damages and lost wages, as well as my medical bills paid in
full. I’m not going to blame the jail for this, so let’s just get that on
record now. I’m going to be spending the night here for observation, but
I’ll get back tomorrow. My medical team is recommending that I work from
home, which should be okay as long as it’s just for the one day. I need to
get back to normal soon. We got a world to change, don’t we, people? Nothing
can hold us back from that.
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