I could have called this one Oops I Did It Again, but that it far too common a blog post title, usually referring to a project the second time around. Not for me. I Did It Again refers to falling while wearing perfectly sensible shoes travelling on foot at a reasonably moderate speed. I'll turn a long story into the Reader's Digest version, as one of my former bosses used to request of staff.
Police incident, downtown. Man wielding sword, cops in pursuit. Bus behind police tape unable to turn around. I'm on bus. Three shots. Rubber bullets, how Canadian. Didn't work, go figure. Taser used, ineffective, Tackle him! Man down. Still on bus, ringside seat.
One more hour, let off bus. Finally! Let's grab a cab, step off sidewalk, woman down. Prone on Georgia. Street that is. Maui Memories. What's wrong with me? People screaming. Someone help her. Disbelief. Even pavement. Very graceful?! Ultimate embarrassment.
ER, x-rays, purple elbow, injured chest wall. Very painful. Morphine.
The end.
P.S. Six days later, doing better. At last.
Life's a Stitch 
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