The Aftermath - In Which I Dropped My Pen

My Day so far:
Got up ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

walked to bathroom ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

had shower ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

got dressed and walked downstairs ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

went to work ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

had to walk manager to bathroom as she is on crutches and can't open heavy doors ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Dropped my pen and attempted to pick it up ow ow ow ow ow ow owow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow owow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Wondered aloud if I needed pen. Left it on the floor. Perhaps cleaners will pick it up later.

Came home. Went into house (up four stairs) ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Came out of house ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Husband watched me go down the stairs. Said I looked like I had a disability. I said I did, "It's called stupidity."

Ran errand to LYS ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

LYS owner and shop employee asked if I had hurt my arse... they had seen me getting out of the car. ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Came home ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Sat down in front of computer ow ow ow ow ow ow ow

Don't know if I'll ever walk properly again.

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid girl. Why can't I just weigh 110 like I did in high school despite my horrible eating habits?