My Lucy Moment

I found this YouTube video weeks ago (BTW…if your company network blocks video downloads you might forward it to home…it’s a classic). Anyway, I was waiting for an appropriate moment to post it and, by golly, on Monday I had my “Lucy Moment”. I am only writing about it now because it didn’t turn out to be as awful or embarrassing as it could have been.

My ‘Sconsin girlfriends and I have a running joke about how many ribs we’ve all broken in the course of our fun-filled adventures, and I nearly took the lead again this time. Over the past couple of weeks I have gained my RV legs and am able to move through the motor home and get sodas, sandwiches, go potty or fetch a book while Eddy drives.

I’ve had a couple of minor mishaps…a beer bottle fell out of the fridge, not once but three times before it finally blew up. Another time I caught a cottage cheese container moments before it crashed to the floor. So I’ve become very careful about stowing and securing; but on Monday I forgot to lock the plate holders in the china cabinet when we embarked.

Several hours later, we were traveling a very bumpy road when I heard an ominous rattle from the rear and remembered the plate holders. Without thinking, I jumped up as if I were in my living room and headed quickly for the kitchen. At about the same time a car suddenly veered in front of us to make the exit ahead. Ed had to slam on the brakes and swerve to avoid an accident and I found myself lurching, falling and landing with my back against the computer desk.

I was sure I had cracked a rib. For those of you who remember my fall from the zip line a few years ago, you know I KNOW what rib fractures feel like. Worse than the pain, however, is the feeling of foolishness. What was I THINKING?

The good news is that I went to the doc on Tuesday for x-rays and I have only bruised ribs and muscle spasms. He gave me some pain meds and I’m just taking things a little slower…which is what one SHOULD do on vacation, right?

WAAAAH…Rickyyyyy!