I fell out of a bunk bed this morning.
I completely missed the ladder and crashed onto the wooden parts of the other bed and the wooden floor. My sleeping bag, blanket, and pillow all came with me.
Fortunately, I was alone in the cabin at the time.
Not so fortunately, I'd just had that thought when I heard the door open. I scrambled up and threw my sleeping bag, pillow, and blanket back onto the bed and nonchalantly (in my mind, anyway, I was probably waddling/limping a bit) waltzed into the other room. Mikyla asked if I was alright, so I had to assume she'd caught that something had happened. I mumbled something about the ladder and tried to pretend it didn't happen. Turns out she heard the crash from outside.
And now I have a big, swollen, painful, nearly black bruise on my lower back/hip-ish area, riiiiight where my belt sits.
Aaaawesome.
On the bright side, it definitely woke me up.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Define: Embarassment
Posted by Jodi at 9:50 PM
Labels: camp, embarassing moments, fall
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