Yesterday as I was leaving the last session of our trial ad exercises I managed to hook my foot under the ramp leading out of the courtroom. My arms were full, so when I went down I couldn’t brace my fall. I went headlong into the corner of the wall, lacerating my scalp in the process.
Five staples (and a negative CT) later, I’m on my way back to DC. Not surprisingly I feel like I was hit by a truck, and the emerging bruising to the left side of my body is impressive. So I’m going to go ahead and take the rest of the week to recuperate. We have a big weekend planned, my kiddo’s last before heading back to the 216, so hopefully I’ll feel a tad more human in another 24-36 hours. Enjoy the rest of your week and I’ll see you back here on Monday.
(My daughter shows great promise as a medical photographer, no?)