I took the dogs up to the cemetery yesterday and since it was a crisp, cool morning they were very frisky. Both ran around sniffing the ground searching for rabbits, mice, and the scent of birds. When they got tired of that they began playing a racing game that Little Sally Pumpkinhead had invented when she was a puppy. The game started with Little Sally Pumpkinhead crouched down in the grass watching Duke intently as he went about searching for birds. When Little Sally Pumpkinhead felt the time was right she leaped up and raced straight at Duke hoping to slam into him with her body before he noticed her. Just at the last moment Duke wheeled away and ran to the left, Little Sally Pumpkinhead right behind him. When Little Sally Pumpkinhead drew even with Duke he turned sharply and ran in the opposite direction and Little Sally Pumpkinhead followed. Since Little Sally Pumpkinhead did not know when Duke would be turning her turns were a little sloppier, causing her body to slide a bit before she completed her turn. This game always goes on for a while with both dogs making quick changes in direction many times before they exhaust themselves and quit playing .
I usually do not watch them as I walk along and yesterday morning was no different. I was in mid-stride when Little Sally Pumpkinhead's body slammed into my lower right leg just under the back of my knee. This was the foot that was on the ground so when her body hit me it knocked that leg up in the air and, since my other foot was off the ground and her body in one of her sliding turns, she also pushed my other leg up in the air which caused my body flip up and back. I felt my upper back and shoulders hit the ground and then, even though I instinctively pulled my head in, the back of my head bounced off the dirt. I lay there stunned for a few seconds. I had hit my head hard enough to cause pain and I wondered if, (1) I had hit it hard enough to cause a concussion and, (2) if I had hit it hard enough to not cause a concussion but instead to cause a hematoma to form between my skull and my brain. The second option was more frightening since I knew that would lead to a stroke and/or death. Then I realized Little Sally Pumpinhead slamming into my leg had been more painful than the blow to my head so I was probably fine.
By this time I had laid there long enough for the dogs to think my being on the ground was part of the game and they started licking my face and jumping over my body. Both of their tails were on high speed wag. I pushed them away and sat up. I slowly stood up and walked over to where I had parked the car, put the dog in the back seat, and then drove home. I took it easy the rest of the day and went to bed last night wondering if I would wake up dead this morning since I was still worried about a hemotoma. Today my muscles are a little stiff and I have good size bruise just below the back of my knee on right leg. My head and brain seem to be fine but I made the mistake of reading up on subdural hemotamas and found out symptoms of a subdural hemotoma may not show up until two week after the injury.
4 comments:
Oh my goodness! What a goofy thing to happen to you. Glad that you're amblitory and not flat on your back in the hospital. Take care. And less reading of bad stuff. 'Kay?
Who'd have thunk that doggies were such dangerous pets?!
Hope you're still doing OK.
Check, no reading of bad stuff. :)
Doing just fine. :)
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